"Zoe? How did you know I was in trouble?" Sean Hughes asked, her tone tinged with disbelief.
Zoe Sawyer sat on the floor, using her feet to brace against the door. She leaned out to pull Sean and the chubby boy who was clinging stubbornly to Sean's neck. "Now isn't the time for that. Get up here and out of danger first!"
If they delayed any longer, neither of them would make it out.
Snapping back to reality, Sean quickly pushed the chubby boy upward with all her might.
Perhaps due to unconsciousness and sheer exhaustion, the chubby boy's grip gradually weakened until he slowly let go.
Seizing the opportunity, Zoe pulled the boy's upper body up into the living room.
Freed from the boy's stranglehold, Sean looked as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She began to gasp heavily for air.
Her hands trembled wildly. Completely drained of strength, her body started to sink again.
Zoe was still holding onto the chubby boy and had no free hands to grab Sean.
