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The fake savage yelled, "Run!" He tugged her forward.
Seraphina wiped her face, which was damp. It was unclear whether it was rain or tears. There was no time to think. She continued to run forward, her movement stiff and numb.
She couldn't look back; she couldn't stop, not even for a second.
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They dashed through the forest. The path ahead splits into several smaller trails. The fake wild man led the way. He made sharp turns, confusing their pursuers. The sound of footsteps from behind grew fainter until it vanished completely. Finally, he stopped and turned to look at her.
She stood, soaked to the bone, in the dim light of the night, surrounded by the rustling of leaves. Her face was streaked with tears.
In less than thirty seconds, her quiet sobs escalated into a full-blown cry.
Seraphina had finally let go of the tears she had been holding in for days.
Her sobs were hysterical, yet they were drowned out by the rain and blended into the night.
The fake savage crouched down in front of her and comforted her in a flustered manner.
"Stop crying!"
Seraphina had finally vented her emotions. She felt much better now, but she knew this wasn't the time to relax.
The savages could find their trail at any moment. They couldn't stay here for long.
She wiped her face; her voice was hoarse but steady.
"Let's go."
The rain revealed his true features as it washed away the dirt from the fake savage's face. Deep-set eyes, flawless features, and a hint of mixed heritage-he was even more handsome than Justin. He was a young and dashing young man. This man must be a gift from the heavens.
Given how quickly Seraphina composed herself, the man was slightly surprised. Despite this, he continued to lead the way.
"It won't be long until we're safe. Don't worry," he reassured her.
Now calmer, Seraphina was full of questions but didn't know where to start.
"How did you get here?"
"Where are your clothes?"
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"How long have you been here?"
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The man chuckled, and his laughter was rich and clear in the darkness.
A glint of mischief sparkled in his eyes.
"I'm not telling you!"
Seraphina was speechless.
His lightheartedness, however, lifted her spirits.
She looked at her only companion and felt an inexplicable closeness.
Reaching out to touch his bare arm, smeared with dirt, rough and solid beneath her fingers, she smiled as she caught up with him. There was no ulterior motive in her gesture-just a simple concern.
"Are you chilly? I can give you my jacket," she offered, starting to remove her tightly wrapped coat.
She meant nothing by it; she was simply worried he might freeze to death.
Before she could finish, he stopped her with a gesture.
"It's okay; I'm not cold."
Seraphina didn't press the issue, suddenly remembering the phone in her pocket.
"I am Seraphina Cross. What's your name?"
At the mention of her name, the man's back stiffened slightly. He turned and asked, "The one in the tabloids with Justin?"
Seraphina's eyes widened in shock.
"Do you know Justin? You know who I am?"
He responded with a nonchalant hum, choosing to answer a different question.
"Weren't you all over the news a while back?"
Seraphina was even more surprised.
"You just came here?"
She only made the headlines recently.
The man laughed as he pushed branches out of the way and spoke in a cheerful tone.
"Yeah, I got here just a month before you."
He'd only just arrived, yet he'd already blended in so well, becoming one of the savages.
If it weren't for those shoes she wouldn't have reconized him at all
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What a talent! Truly impressive!
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A heavy feeling settled in Seraphina's chest, like a boulder pressing down and making it difficult to breathe. He'd been here for a month and still hadn't found a way out. When would she ever escape this cursed place? "What's your name?" She asked, eag