Worth

chapter 12 

Extra Chatper 

In my second year after transferring, another major incident occurred in our area. To save a little girl, I took a risk and joined the front–line battle myself. 

The little girl was rescued, but I was nearly crushed by a falling beam. 

At the critical moment, Ian arrived with a rescue team. 

As he carried me out of the fire, he said, “This is the third time already.” 

“Jasmine, you’re truly amazing, but I worry about you.” 

I smiled and pointed at the fire behind us, saying, “Just now, I saw my star.” 

Ian frowned, not understanding. 

I didn’t have the strength to explain further. 

When I regained consciousness, my throat was hoarse from inhaling too much smoke. Ian didn’t press for answers but looked very concerned. 

Finally, when my throat recovered, I took the initiative to talk to him. 

I knew that Ian’s social media username, Pikake, was the Hawaiian word for jasmine. It was my name. 

I also knew that he had been thinking about me for many years. 

Before, I felt I couldn’t respond to his feelings, but now, I seemed to have changed. 

I told him that I saw stars in the fire. 

But I didn’t tell him that whether it was the first time or the second time. 

He was always the star amidst the flames. 

However, a rose doesn’t need stars to shine; it is brilliant on its own.