Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Waiting to Die.

With no other choice, I started rummaging through the car, desperate to replace anything that might help me out.

"Pop..." The sound of a tiny spark igniting and then bursting into flame was soft, but it reached my ears.

I was frozen for a second before I realized the car's interior had become noticeably warmer. Without thinking, I glanced out the window and saw that, at some point, flames had begun to dance around the car, trapping it. The mountain winds were fierce, scattering embers into the trees and underbrush.

The surrounding forest caught fire in no time at all, and with the help of the gusty wind and the scorching sun, the blaze grew wild and unstoppable.

Within minutes, the car filled with thick, choking smoke.

"Cough, cough..."

Suddenly, my nose and chest were packed with smoke. Trying to take even the smallest breath made my throat and sinuses scream in pain, making it impossible to breathe.

I wanted to save myself, but I had not figured out how before the fire, and now, with the flames spreading, how could I possibly replace a way?

The smoke was relentless. In just moments, my chest ached with the pressure, my breathing was labored, and my lungs were quickly smothered in the acrid smoke. Each breath was sharp with pain. I could not make a sound or summon any strength.

I knew that if the car kept burning, it would eventually explode, and I would be blown to bits with no suspense, dying right here.

Though I longed to cry for help, it seemed all I could do was wait helplessly for the end.

Realizing I was going to die here, I was not scared, just overwhelmed with a sense of defeat and frustration. There was so much I had not done yet, and I did not want to go out like this.

I was not a superhero with some kind of magic trick up my sleeve. I was just an average Joe, and in a situation like this, all I could do was wait for the end.

Everything before me was a blur. The severe lack of oxygen to my brain and lungs left me feeling completely drained. My vision faded, and even my consciousness started to slip away.

It was often said that when one was near death, one's sense of hearing would be the first to fade. That was exactly how it felt, lost in an endless darkness, unable to call out or fight back. The only thing that cut through the silence was the erratic whoosh of the wind and the crackle of a fierce fire, and then, a distant 'thump-thump' noise. Thump-thump....

It was the sound of someone pounding on a car window, fading in and out. My consciousness was slipping away.

When I came to, my chest and throat screamed with a searing pain.

Chapter 247 Waiting to Die

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My body was racked with coughs, desperate to expel the smoke that filled my lungs. Gently patting my back, someone then slipped something over my face. Fresh air flooded my system with each breath, and after a few moments, my mind cleared, and I realized I was wearing an oxygen mask.

A doctor in a white coat stood by my side, relief washing over his face as he saw my eyes open. "Yvette."

I heard Idris's deep, soothing voice behind me. I turned to see his intense gaze. His eyes were red, his face ghostly pale, but he pulled me close. The soot on his face and the singed hair only made him look more ruggedly handsome.

"Splash!" A wet, ticklish sensation landed on my cheek. I reached up and felt the dampness, then looked into his eyes, now glistening with tears. He was crying. The oxygen made it easier to breathe and speak. I looked at him and said softly, "I'm okay. Don't cry."

My throat was scratchy and raw, but at least 1 could talk now.

Idris, the gu

guy next to me, was silent. Out of nowhere, he pulled me into a bear hug, his body shaking a little as if he were fighting back a storm of feelings.

The doctor who had been fussing over me got up and walked off, while everyone else found something super interesting to look at that was not us. I gave Idris's wide back a few pats, feeling this warm, fuzzy glow inside. However, it was tangled up with a kind of achy tightness in my chest.

After a bit, his hug was so intense I was struggling to catch my breath. "Idris, I can't breathe," I gasped out.