The rescue ship had arrived, and the peacekeeping forces along with the rescue workers had swiftly commenced their life-saving operations. The majority of the cruise survivors had been successfully transferred to the rescue ship.
Unfortunately, this cruise ship incident resulted in a devastating loss of lives.
Most of the wealthy died at sea, and some civilians killed each other because of the earlier game. As we stood on the deck of the rescue ship, Dexter and I supported each other. I had broken my left leg, and he had broken his right, so we could truly say we had endured our hardships together.
"Honey, my leg's in pain." Dexter hugged me from behind, holding me tightly.
I sensed that he was gripped by lingering fear. It was a deep and palpable fear of losing me. I rolled my eyes at him. "If your legs hurt, go back and sit down."
