Chapter 20

In Tidus Ocean lay a remote little island, unmarked on any map and rarely touched by human presence. Sunlight filtered through the dense coconut grove, casting mottled shadows across the pristine white sand. Inside a cave, Emily carefully applied mashed herbs to Tristan's arm. She then wrapped it again with a strip of clean cloth. Although the gunshot wound did not hit a vital spot, in this place with scarce medical supplies, the infection and high fever made him suffer greatly. That day, after Tristan had pushed her out of the plane, the powerful air current had scattered her from the other crew members. She had lost consciousness in midair, and when she woke up, she was hanging from a tree on this island. As for Tristan, he lay on the nearby beach, covered in blood. It was she who had dragged him into this cave that could shelter them from the rain. She then ventured into the dangerous jungle again and again to search for herbs to keep him alive. "How are you feeling today? Sti