Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 264

The urgency in my whimpering made the boy halt in his tracks, his tear-filled eyes looking at me as he

shook his head.

He was crouched right in front of me, so small and obedient, his eyes never leaving mine.

After a while, he cleaned his face with his tiny arms and licked his lips with his tongue, seemingly a bit

helpless as he whispered, "Mommy, I gotta go!"

I squirmed desperately towards him, shaking my head vigorously, pleading with whimpering wails,

"Don't leave, I've barely gotten to see you, where would a child like you go? Can you tell me where

you're going?"

He pointed outside and said, "Someone's coming to get me, they can take me away!"

I looked outside the pipe, but all I could see was pitch blackness.

"Who? Who's taking you?" I asked, turning to Evan, "Don't go with strangers…"

Suddenly, I realized how ludicrous my words were. What difference did familiarity make? If they weren't

familiar, how could they have taken him away in the first place?

"Where are you going? Can you tell me?" I pleaded, my eyes blurry with tears, full of reluctance to let

him go.

He lowered his gaze, helpless and resigned, murmuring, "I don't know where they're taking me. I just

go where they tell me to."

"Evan…" I called out, weakly shaking my head, "Be a good boy, and stay here with me, someone will

come to rescue us. We can stay together, okay?"

"Mommy, I know you're good. I know you would come to save me, but I can't wait for you anymore!"

With that, he turned and started crawling towards the other end of the pipe.

I called out frantically, "Evan, Evan, don't go, don't leave. I will take you away soon, just stay here…"

But he had already crawled to the other side of the pipe. He turned his head, flashed me a smile and

said, "Mommy, goodbye!"

Then he disappeared from my sight.

"Evan…" My body shuddered and I suddenly woke up. I was sobbing, gasping for air, my body

drenched in cold sweat. Looking around in panic, I realized it was just a bizarre dream.

I looked outside and saw a faint circle of grey light, the rain had stopped, dawn was approaching.

The rain was heavy last night, water had seeped into the pipe, I was soaked, either by rain or sweat,

chilling to the bone. I could feel my body starting to go numb. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Just then, I heard the sound of scrambling footsteps, as if someone was running this way. I tensed up,

looking outside warily.

Sure enough, as the footsteps got closer, I saw a pair of legs appear at the entrance of the pipe.

I stared in horror, the next moment, a form loomed into my view, it was the bald man who had drugged

and kidnapped me.

Before I could react, he quickly leaned in, grabbed my tied legs and yanked. Suddenly, I was pulled out

of the pipe, my skin burning from the friction. I growled in anger, struggling against the ropes. The bald

man impatiently kicked me, cursing, "Shut up, bitch, or I'll take care of you right now, you believe me?"

I immediately stopped struggling, glaring at him. Somehow, I thought of what Addrion had said about

Northern Myanmar, realizing these desperados could indeed do as they threatened.

Seeing me no longer struggling, the bald man hoisted my limp body onto his shoulder and started

running. But then I heard a roaring sound from above, growing louder, then stopping right overhead…