When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 80

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Bite Him

Olive remembered the last time they almost fell out because of a something similar. But

how was supposed to know that he would be involved with Pamela?

Pamela was the person she hated the most.

Olive lowered her eyes and asked,

“How did Pamela save you?”

She was really curious to know, because to her, Pamela wasn’t the type to actually save

others.

With Olive’s question, Elvis reminisced on the incident which happened more than

seven years ago.

The snow had fallen heavily and the cold was bone peircing. His limbs were cold and

stiff, and his eyelids heavy. As he slowly closed his eyes, he felt his life passing right

before him.

However, a pair of soft hands had hugged him, and a tender and beautiful voice

sounded in his ears,

“Mister, what’s the matter? Wake up! No, don’t sleep!”

He really wanted opening his eyes to see who it was, but he couldn’t.

In a daze, he felt the girl struggling to move him into a nearby cave. Although he could

not open his eyes, he could clearly fell the girl picking up a branch to make a fire to

keep him warm. Her hands had touched his forehead. He was cold as ice.

“Mister, I won’t let you die. You must live. If you die, your family will be very sad.”

Soon, her soft and small body got into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Elvis had just turned twenty. It was his transitioning period from boyhood to manhood.

He had never hugged a girl before. The child’s body was so soft as though it had zero

bones.

He could smell the sweet fragrance of the girl’s body, which slowly seduced his nerves

and left him fascinated.

He had survived.

After so many years, Elvis hadn’t forgotten about that night. When he was on the verge

of death, a pair of little. hands saved him.

The girl woke up the next morning. While looking at him, she said, Belongs © to c_h.àP.Têr$f/Lôw.-COM.

“Mister, it’s dawn now. We need to get out of here, but I can’t carry you. I’ll call someone

to come take you out of here. Bye.”

The girl was leaving. He grabbed her wrist and handed her a silver pendant that he had

carried with him. Although he couldn’t open his eyes to see her face, he said to her in a

hoarse voice,

“I’ll be back for you.”

The girl had ran out, and the man she had went to call, came and took him home.

He had gone back severally to the cave to find the girl. But one day, Pamela appeared