Not long after Yvette went down, she found Lance leaning against a tree.
He glanced at her when he saw her coming down.
Yvette didn't want to see Lance, so she walked some more distance and sat in the shade of a tree to wait for Joseph.
It was noon. Yvette was halfway up the mountain and it was very hot there. She was parched.
However, her only bottle of water had just rolled out of sight.
Yvette didn't know how she should survive the next two days because Joseph probably wouldn't give her any water.
Unless she admitted defeat.
Yvette saw Lance walk down from above. She directly closed her eyes. She wouldn't feel annoyed when she didn't see him.
When Lance passed by Yvette, the familiar cold fragrance of his drifted over.
Yvette heard a bang and opened her eyes. It was Lance throwing a bottle of water that he had drunk to the ground.
