Calista's hand was dislocated. In her attempt to grab Kallum's hand, her phone had already slipped from her grasp.
Even though the people on the helicopter had done their best to maintain balance, at this point, any minor deviation could place the two individuals at the end of the tether in a life-or-death situation. There were several instances where Calista and Kallum narrowly missed colliding with the cliff face.
“Go higher, go higher!” Quintus shouted amidst the powerful gusts.
The one piloting the helicopter didn't have a moment to utter a single word. He wanted to ascend, but the current situation was far from easy. Those below could see the chaotic beams from the helicopter's front searchlight in the pitch-black night, and they broke out in a cold sweat.
Amidst the relentless, powerful winds that seemed to never cease, Calista felt as though her insides were being shaken up. She lifted her head to look at Kallum and said abruptly, “Actually, if you just let me go, the helicopter will find its balance again.”
Calista felt numbness creeping into her fingers, solely kept from falling by Kallum's firm grip on her hand.
Upon hearing her words, Kallum no longer had the mood to berate her for causing trouble. In order to grab her, he had to concentrate fully. At that moment, their fates were out of their hands.
Unexpectedly, Calista loosened her grip.
This startled Kallum so much that it made his hair stand on end.
“What are you doing?”
Kallum's night vision was exceptional, and he actually saw Calista smiling. “Forget it, I don't want to drag you down with me.”
“D*mn it! Don't you dare let go! If you do, I'll throw your father, your teacher, and everyone you care about down Narrow Sky Gorge!”
“Then you should throw yourself down first.”
With a hint of helplessness, Calista closed her eyes. Although she was reluctant to admit it, whether it was love or hatred, whether they were together or not, Kallum's presence was too overwhelming in two lifetimes, forcing her to care.
“What?” The wind was too loud, and Kallum couldn't hear clearly. But that wasn't the point. The real issue was, his palms started to sweat, and his heartbeat suddenly quickened.
“Hold on tight to me!”
Calista really wanted to hold onto him tightly, and she wasn't deliberately showing indifference toward her life. But after running for so long today and having experienced several life-threatening situations, she was simply out of energy.
Seeing that Calista remained still, Kallum grew anxious. Even though the helicopter was steadily ascending, their intertwined hands had loosened by a few centimeters.
“Calista!”
“Kallum...” Victory seemed within reach, yet Calista felt she had already pushed herself to the limit. She yearned to grip his hand tightly, but her fingers were devoid of any sensation. Is this fate?
A faint, pallid smile appeared on her lips.
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