Thomas's dark eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Sharon's focused profile. For some reason, a strange, fleeting haze washed over him.The flames around them grew fiercer, and Sharon coughed violently from the smoke.Suddenly, Thomas said, "Give up. If you don't leave now, you'll die with me."The firelight illuminated his face, making him appear impossibly handsome. He didn't look haggard at all from the wreckage he had endured.Sharon paused for a moment, then said firmly, "Stop talking. Don't waste time and distract me."Yet it was not she who was distracted—it was him.Watching the fire spread, Sharon's movements grew more desperate. Her eyes, red from anxiety, glimmered with urgency.The blood from her hand wound flowed faster with every motion. Her expression showed no hesitation, as if failing to save him meant dying alongside him.Suddenly, the seatbelt snapped.Sharon froze for a moment, stunned, before processing what had just happened."The seatbelt's off," Thomas
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