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

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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.

soil down the mountainside, forming streams of

Twigs snapped and

clothes were a mess, revealing

with cuts of

strength to struggle, to fight for her life,

strength waned. Though

a handhold became too much

her lips in the

Risking her life to

a heroic

ever been

to be her end,

behind a noble reputation.

enveloped her, punctuated only

when she felt her body

more.

for death’s embrace, but it was

body wracked with the same

organs aching.

a metallic taste

surroundings,

stretch of land—likely the base of

a while, moving her limbs

lightning’s flash, she surveyed the

barely open her

her hand to shield them, lying silently

or use

was drained, hurting, and

her. Nor would the cops. They lived by

whether

felt like an eternity, a light suddenly swept her

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

weakly moved her arm, “I’m

but the person heard

in until the light

rushed over, shocked by Yasmine’s battered state.

she helped

really fall from the

against her, “More

wiped the mud from her face,

expect you to be

back, “Did you forget? This mountain is

than me. If you fell from

place you could end

weak smile, “Truly

police and Bryson are

away. Let me take you there. This

too heavy.”

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