"The light seems a bit dim." She glanced at the photo before looking up at the sky. "It's windy here."
"You can always edit the photo afterwards," he said. "Are you cold?"
"A bit. Let's not take any more photos." She took the phone from him. "Eric, | asked you toe here to tell you that we should
stop seeing each and contacting each other."
She summoned the courage to speak her mind. Her heart was racing by the tshe was done, and she immediately bowed her
head to avoid looking at him.
"I can't restart my life until | cut all ties with you." She stared at the snow at her feet. She felt a lump in her throat. She had not felt
the urge to cry since she hade to a decision a few days ago.
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"Of course, Layla," Eric said calmly. "If this can help you turn over a new page in your life, | won't object to it. | will never bother
you or your family."
She immediately looked up. "That's not what | mean. You are a close friend of Mom. | don't want your friendship to be affected by
me.
"lI haven't been in touch with your mom anyway," he said. "I realized later in life that good friends don't always have to see each
other."
She studied his face in shock, wanting to brand his face in her mind before bidding him farewell.
They stood quietly for a while when suddenly, they heard someone scream.
"Run!" Another scream pierced through the silence, and both Layla and Eric turned to look up in unison, noticing the snow rushing
down the mountain.
Layla had seen this before in a disaster movie.
It was an avalanche.
Not only did Eric see the avalanche, but he also saw the people on the levelled ground running toward the cable car deck.
Women's screams, men's shouts and children's cries filled the air, and he instinctively grabbed Layla's hand.
"Let's go!" He tried to pull her away, but he did not know where to go.
Each cable car could only fit eight people, and there were close to a thousand tourists on the mountain at the moment, and he
knew that he could not get past all those people.
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"We can't get away." She paled, her lips quivering.
Layla had never been in real danger before, and since her family protected her well, she rarely thought about what she might do in
a disaster like this.
Naturally, there was no point in thinking about it because there was nowhere to run when it actually happened.
"We are going down!" Eric wanted to get her away no matter the cost. He did not care if he died there, but he would not allow
Layla to die with him.
"Eric, there is no way down the mountain... We can't move." Layla held onto his hand for dear life, terrified of the possibility of
being separated from him.
If she was destined to die, she wanted to die with him— at least she would not die alone in fear.
Eric glanced up at the snow charging toward them, which almost looked like mist travelling down the slope because of the speed it
was falling.