Chapter 185

Alston clenched his fingers, the joints making a crisp sound that echoed eerily across the deserted beach, mingling with the sound of the rising tide. The evening light dimmed, and the sea’s current grew stronger. Waves lapped at their feet, even soaking the hem of Cecilia’s hospital gown. Alston suddenly remembered Liam's repeated warnings before they left the rescue station, telling him to ensure Cecilia’s wounds didn’t come into contact with water. The seawater was not clean and teemed with bacteria, posing a significant risk of infection. The humid wind, carrying a few drops of seawater, slapped against Alston’s face, bringing him back to his senses. He let out a cold laugh. If Cecilia could wake up halfway up the mountain, drive away in the off-road vehicle, would seawater on her wound really be fatal? It was she who wanted to kill him, not the other way around! “Let's get out of here!” Alston licked his lips, the taste of salt spreading from his tongue to his heart. “The tide is