The snow crashed down on him with his back taking the brunt of the impact.
"Eric!" she tried to touch his head. "Eric, move closer! Closer! It's fine if you are pressing against me!"
The space was far too small and though she wanted to grab his arm, her arm would bump into the wall as soon as she moved.
"... It's fine... I'm fine," Eric said weakly. "Just wait. It's not over yet..."
"Why are you so good to me, Eric? Is it really just because I'm Avery Tate's daughter? Is that really the only reason why you like
me?" Darkness loomed over them and though Layla could not see his face, she could sense his breath on her skin. "I regret it now,
Eric. I don't want to cut all ties with you."
"Let's talk about something else, Layla!" Eric did not know how much longer he could withstand it.
"If we get out of here alive, I'm marrying you," Layla said. "Eric, if you die and | get to live, I'm not marrying anyone for the rest of
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"Don't say that, Layla. | should have been dead a long tago. Your mom was the one who savedand gaveall these extra
years to live. I've worked so hard to break out of my ownfort zone because | want my life to be meaningful. If you survive this,
| will have no regrets."
"That might be the case for you, but if you die, | will regret it for the rest of my life," Layla sobbed.
"Don't cry."
"lI can't help it."
He took a deep breath. "Maybe | can sing for you?"
"No," she blurted out. "Don't sing. Keep your strength. Let's wait for the rescue team."
"Don't cry, then."
"Okay."
Half an hour later, she pressed her forehead to his, and in a trembling voice, she muttered, "Eric, I'm scared. It's dead silent out
there."
All the screams and the sound of rushing snow had died out, and it was so quiet that it felt as though they had fallen into a
different dimension.
"Yeah," Eric whispered in a calming voice. "Stay still, Layla. Letsee if | can move the snow above us."
"I will help."
"Stay still," he repeated louder with a sniffle in his voice. "You are not moving until the rescue team finds you."
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"I've always listened to you, Eric." Layla felt increasingly depressed the more she thought about the past.
"Yes. You've been a good girl and that's why you must stay alive. If | die, | need you to do something for me." In order to give her
the motivation to live, he realized that he had to think of something to entrust her with. "I have sproperty, and | need you to
sell them and hand the money to my parents. | can't trust anyone else with this."
"Haven't you considered the possibility of us dying here together?" she asked hoarsely.
"You won't die... | will protect you." Eric moved forward slightly, and as he moved the snow above them shifted, and light shone in.
Though there was light, the despair in their hearts remained, and Layla could see how pale Eric was.
News channels were quick to report on the avalanche, and Layla's assistant had just arrived at the bottom of the mountain via
cable car.
The assistant immediately found a safe place to call Layla, but the call would not go through.
She soon realized that she could not make any phone calls at all because there was no signal.