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Chapter 1009: Then, in that fleeting instant, Allison rushed forward and yanked her back.

Hold on to me! Amyas ears were filled with a loud ringing, or perhaps her whole mind had gone blank and foggy.

All she saw were Allisons eyes staring back at her.

The wind and waves seemed to fade into the background, with Allison at the center of it all.

Allison appeared like a flash of lightning, cutting through the darkness, illuminating Amyas otherwise bleak life.

Allison.

Once Amya found her footing again, Allison guided her to safety.

She felt Allisons firm grip around her wrist.

Im sorry, I didnt mean to do that earlier Before Amya could say any more, Allison slapped her across the face.

The sound of the slap was sharp and clear, slowly pulling Amya out of her daze.

Allisons slap was full of force, with no hint of softness.

Dont apologize to me, apologize to yourself.

Allison helped her reach the shore.

Her grip was firm, and her expression was as hard as stone.

If Allison hadnt acted quickly, Amya would have likely been swallowed by the waves.

Youre a brilliant computer genius, a rare talent that only a few people have.

Wasting it by throwing your life away would be a disgrace to that talent.

I can save you once, but I wont keep saving you every time.

Discover stories now gαlnσνℯℓs․com Allison released her hand and stared right into Amyas eyes.

Amya, I saved you this time because of what happened in Fleeingland.

But from now on, if youre still so scared and weak that you want to run from life and seek escape in death, I wont stop you anymore.

Allison pointed to a spot not far ahead.

Were only inches away from the dangerous spot we were at before.

The choice is yours now.

You can follow me, or you can turn around and jump into the sea.

Allison had done everything she could.

She had no regrets.

If Amya still wanted to end her life, Allison wouldnt stop her.

Just like what Allison had endured before being an orphan, used as a test subject on a deserted island, constantly facing death as an assassin none of those things had broken her.

She knew that only Amya could save herself.

In the few moments of silence, Amyas breath came in short gasps.

The feeling of nearly dying was still fresh in her mind.

She couldnt tell if the cold on her face was from tears or seawater.

I want to come with you.

Amya finally took Allisons hand, her tears falling freely.

Allison, I wont do that again.

Rather than hurting others by ending her life, she decided to focus on making her own life better.

The slap had helped her understand her true feelings.

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