Love Behind Dangerous AvalancheChapter 1
Part 1
On our eighth anniversary, Frederick signed me up to climb a snowy mountain.
On the way up, I encountered an avalanche. I was crushed and on the verge of death. But Frederick, with his childhood friend, boarded the helicopter, leaving me alone to struggle in the snow.
When I woke up again, I saw his Childhood Friend had posted on her Instagram:
“Thank you, my great hero! You will always step on the seven-colored clouds to save me!”
It was accompanied by a picture of Frederick peeling an apple for her.
Our mutual friends were watching, waiting to see how I would respond.
Without hesitation, I commented, “Take it away! Good luck with the lockup. Don’t come out and cause trouble on others again!”
I woke up a week after the avalanche, during which time even the nurses complained about why none of my relatives had visited me.
I just smiled and said, "It's such a bother. I'll be sure to send you a banner when I get out of the hospital!"
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Luckily, I hadn’t lost my memory. I still remembered Frederick’s back as he hugged Lucia and left with determination, just before I nearly died. Thinking of him, my eyes darkened.
I looked for my phone, but after searching for half a day, I realized it was probably buried in the snow. I had to ask my junior, who came to visit, to help me buy a new one and get a new card.
When I opened my new phone, Frederick’s call came in. His questioning voice filled the line.
"Sophie, are you serious? I made dozens of calls and sent hundreds of texts and you didn’t reply. What are you throwing a tantrum about now? Didn’t I tell you at the time Lucia had an asthma attack. If she wasn’t taken to the hospital in time, she would have died! You weren’t in any real danger—what was wrong with waiting for the helicopter?"
I calmly let him finish, feeling no emotion inside.
"Well, I know. I didn’t say anything. If you're fine, I'm hanging up."
He rushed to stop me. "Wait, where are you?"
I mumbled, "I’m at the hospital ER and …"
Before I could finish, he interrupted and shouted, "Sophie, can you stop with being dramatic? Is this fun for you? Can you be more like Lucia? Understand a little! I told you I treat her like a sister. You pull this every time and I'm really tired. Let’s both cool down for a bit."