The hoarse voice echoed in the parking lot, particularly clear in the late night.
But what answered her was one echo after another, Mabel grew more anxious, her heart tightened, and it seemed like the breath in her chest was suddenly drained away. Her legs began to shake slightly, filled with endless fear.
If she couldn't find him, she might never see him in this lifetime!
She had never felt so scared before; fear emerged from the depths of her heart, swallowing all her reason.
"Bryan White! Bryan White!..." She trembled with her lips, running frantically in the parking lot without a care.
She was like a headless fly, searching everywhere. Her bare feet stepped on the ground, the summer night carried a slight chill, especially in places where there was water. Every step into the water sent a chill to her heart.
