Saving Time Regular Show Novels & Stories

A wild wind stirred up the waves, and they lunged at the ship once more. I, Leah Dursley, clutched my stomach and clung firmly to my seat, too afraid to move. The storm crashed its way inside through the shattered windows. The familiar scene of chaos in front of me made me shudder involuntarily. I had been reborn, and not only that, I had been reborn at this critical moment. The security officer of Michael Yates stumbled toward me, holding the last life jacket. "Wear this, Mrs. Yates! Hurry!"

The last thing I had was the coffee brought by Loretta. By God, with so much going on, I'm even forgetting to eat. I'm so bored that I distract myself by looking at the LED panel located on one side of the reception desk. The hospital reports change every five minutes. I told. "Sorry I'm late. A firm hand touches my shoulder and I react by turning immediately, facing Stephen's figure. " Hey. " Nice book. Do you understand the metaphor yet? - He asks, directly. " So there's a metaphor. - I say, smiling, a little embarrassed.

I hung up, and not long after, the housekeeper entered with a meal box in hand. When our eyes met, I saw the awkwardness and surprise in her gaze, like she had walked into the wrong room and didn't know whether to advance or retreat. I tossed my phone aside and curiously asked, "Lydia, why didn't you answer the phone?" She instinctively hid the meal box behind her and stammered, "It was Mr. Ford who asked me to come..." A quiet laugh escaped my lips, but deep down, I wasn't surprised. When the earthquake struck, Quintus had made sure the doctors saved Vanessa first.