Arielle and Vinson locked eyes. Her unwavering gaze communicated her firm stance whereas his stern gaze reflected the blaze surrounding them.
The two looked like they were battling in silence. In the end, Vinson could not bear it and gave in.
Turning his head away, he agreed. “Fine, ten minutes. I’ll give you ten more minutes.”
Without any further delay, he removed his jacket and put it on Arielle. Afterwards, he went back to the corner where the flames were burning and continued to fight it.
Even if I’ll die here eventually, I’ll strive for that ten minutes for Arielle.
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