Chapter 71 The Princess Carry

Sabrina took a couple of gulps, her throat thirstily absorbing the liquid like a parched desert. Her ankle had eased up, the pain lingering but not as sharp as before. Leaning against the trunk behind her, she looked at her broken shoe with a sense of resignation. They hadn't walked far. Who would have thought they would encounter an accident here? Travis cast a glance at the high-heeled shoe that had sacrificed itself on the ground. Travis's arm slipped behind her as he effortlessly lifted her up. With his other hand in action, he removed Sabrina's other shoe and casually discarded it. Sabrina found herself being princess-carried by Travis, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She had been in close proximity to Travis on several occasions, but this felt different. Sabrina felt uncomfortable all over, involuntarily shifting. "Don't move," Travis's voice was cold, tinged with impatience. Sabrina froze, not daring to move. Travis carried her, retracing their steps. ... Teresa