Chapter 887

It was pitch black as the air got thinner. "Sam, I... I can't seem to breathe. Are we going to die?" Lyla leaned weakly into Sam's arms, her tiny body trembling. She was afraid and wanted to cry, but the thin air made her weak, sleepy, and exhausted. She even lost the strength to cry. Sam hugged her tightly. "Lyla, you can't sleep. Why don't you tell me a story about you and your mommy? Or why don't you sing to me?" Sam also became a little afraid as time went on. However, he dared not and could not be afraid for Lyla's sake. He had to be Lyla's pillar of support. Lyla was his godmother's only child, and he must protect her. "Sam, I'm so sleepy..." Lyla's eyelids felt heavy, and she could not stay awake. She would have fallen asleep if Sam had not flicked her forehead suddenly. "Ah!" "Lyla, don't sleep. Godmother will be sad if anything happens to you." "Godmother?" Lyla woke up from the pain. "Sam, why will your Godmother be sad?" "Your mommy is my godmother. " Lyla's n