In that instant, the world around me blurred, and I was back in that inferno, watching helplessly as flames devoured everything I loved.
I couldn’t let Mathias face the same tragedy.
Without a second thought, I ran after him.
But I barely took a few steps before a beam crashed down, striking my leg.
The pain hit me like a tidal wave, and I crumpled to the ground, helpless. All I could do was shout, desperate to be heard, hoping someone would come.
The smoke choked me, the air thick and suffocating as it stung my throat.
Then, out of the haze, a pair of hands reached for me, warm and firm, pulling me into safety.
They seemed to be asking how I was, but I couldn’t answer. My voice had abandoned me, hoarse and weak. Through my blurred vision, I could barely make out the person’s face.
Before I lost consciousness, all I could hear was the frantic shout of someone above me,
"She's seriously injured! Get her to the hospital immediately!"
When I woke in the hospital, the world outside buzzed with news. Mathias had pulled Nathalia from the flames, and their love story was now a legend.
"Ten years of devotion, unwavering until death."
"True love reveals itself in times of crisis."