NovelApexChapter 985: "Hadley?!" he called out, tension gripping his voice.
He slowed his pace, straining to hear.
"Please... help me..." It was her. It had to be.
Denver followed the sound, heart pounding, taking cautious steps through the smoke. He was close-so close.
Then, silence. The sound vanished.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis eyes darted around. Did he imagine it? Suddenly, a deafening crash split the air as part of the wall gave way. The iron door sagged and tilted, nearly crashing to the floor.
There, just beyond it—a small figure lay motionless.
Denver's breath caught. Hadley! He rushed forward, stepping over the twisted metal. Dropping to his knees, he turned her over.
Even caked in soot and ash, he recognized her instantly. "Hadley!" Her eyes remained shut, her skin flushed from the heat, and her breath cin shallow gasps.
Smoke inhalation. She needed help, fast.
Denver moved quickly. He draped the soaked blanket over her fragile frame, hoisted her onto his back, and rose to his feet.
"Stay with me, Hadley. We're almost out." They just needed to make it out, and she'd be safe! Your storytelling begins at g al no vs,Carefully, he stepped over the fallen door. Behind him, another boom thundered through the space. The door crashed fully to the floor-landing exactly where she'd been lying just moments ago.
Denver's heart stopped. If he'd been a second later...
He swallowed hard, eyes fixed ahead.
"You're safe now, Hadley," he whispered. "After surviving this... maybe life will finally start looking up." He retraced his steps back to the entrance. The fire had weakened. Water poured from above as firefighters continued their assault on the blaze. Smoke thinned, but debris littered the floor. Step by step, Denver carried her forward.
Suddenly, flames burst from the side. A burning crate toppled toward them.
"No!" Denver shouted, throwing his arm over her protectively.
The crate smashed into his arm, searing heat blistering his skin.
"Argh..." Denver hissed through gritted teeth.
The crash stirred Hadley. Her lashes fluttered. "Who... who..." she muttered.
"Hadley?" Denver gasped, the pain momentarily forgotten. "You're awake? It's me-Denver!" "Den... Denver..." "Yes, it's me," he said, relief flooding his voice.
On his back, Hadley whimpered. "Help me... help..." Her@ice wasm hoarse, barely more than a breath.
Denver's gut twisted. Guilt slammed into him. He should've insisted on giving her ride. Instead, he let her ET go-watched her be taken.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I was too late... but i'm here now. I won't let anything happen to now!! you." Hadley didn't respond.
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