The moment the branch snapped, Yasmine’s heart skipped a beat as if she

were plummeting down a cliffside. But in that brief instant, she felt an odd sense

of relief.

At last, she could shake off Boyd and Serana, those two thorns in her side. Now,

she could breathe easy, no longer needing to trouble her mind over their drama.

It had been quite the headache dealing with them both.

Boyd would be pleased. Serana, the apple of his eye, was safe and Yasmine,

the heartless one, wouldn’t be a sore sight for him anymore.

She wasn’t a fool though. She wouldn’t gamble with her life just to play

matchmaker for them. In this moment, she was determined to survive at all

Enter title…

costs.

Thankfully, it wasn’t a sheer cliff she was dealing with.

However, the fall from the tree to the mountain’s side was significant, and when

she landed, the impact sent a jolt through her body as if every organ had been

shattered. The pain was so intense, she couldn’t pinpoint where it hurt the

most.d2

As she slid down the mountain, the thick underbrush and brambles tore at her

clothes, now muddy and ripped. Instinctively, she reached for anything to steady

herself.

At first, her descent was too rapid, and each grasp at stability only led to more

sliding. After several attempts, she managed to slow down.

Finally, gripping a protruding rock, she steadied herself, but the rain had

loosened the stones, and before she could catch her breath, the rock split,

sending her sliding down once again.

the mountainside, forming

over her. Twigs snapped and pebbles pelted

face, and her clothes were a mess, revealing legs

cuts of

she had the strength to struggle, to fight

waned. Though her

for a handhold became too much

her lips in

on her. Risking her life to save

like a

she ever been the saintly

was to

behind a noble reputation.

only by occasional flashes

then, just when she felt her body hanging

more.

for death’s embrace, but it was only a moment before

with the same excruciating pain

organs aching.

metallic taste filled her

illuminated her surroundings,

of land—likely the base of the mountain. Exhausted and in

her limbs feebly before finally

lightning’s flash, she surveyed the area. The rain stung her face,

barely

raised her hand to shield them, lying silently in the downpour, wondering

walk or use her hands

hurting,

would the cops. They lived by the

whether she’d live to

a light

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

moved her arm,

the person heard her. Yasmine

in until the light finally settled

rushed over, shocked by

as she helped Yasmine to her feet. “Oh

fall from the

her, “More like flew

the mud from her face, “You’re one lucky

you to

Yasmine’s hair back, “Did you

it better than me. If you fell from the top,

worst place you could

managed a weak smile, “Truly

Save your strength. The police and

a cave nearby, hidden away. Let me take you there.

too heavy.”

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