Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 387

By now, the civilian safe zone had been reduced to rubble—bodies of victims scattered everywhere.

As soon as Landon stepped off the private jet, he sprinted toward what was left of the safe zone, wild with desperation.

“Zinnia! Zinnia!” he shouted, his voice cracking.

He looked like a lost child, standing dazed in the midst of the carnage, helpless and broken. Then, as if driven by some last shred of hope, he began frantically searching the ruins for any sign of Zinnia.

Chandler was right behind him, and he wasn’t faring much better.

In just two days, it was as if all the life had been drained from him. His eyes were vacant, his frame gaunt—he hardly looked like himself.

The two men dug through the wreckage, again and again, clinging to a sliver of hope. Both were terrified of not finding her, yet somehow even more afraid that they would.

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away in an old farmhouse, Zinnia slowly regained consciousness.

A nervous voice sounded in her ear. “Cozy, Cozy, wake up!”

She opened her eyes. The sharp scent of gunpowder still lingered in the air. Her mind struggled through the haze.

Suddenly, the memories flooded back, and she jolted upright.

She looked over at Yuri, who was tied up nearby. Her voice trembled. “The safe zone… what happened?”

“Shh. Not now,” Yuri whispered, cutting her off.

That evening, after patching up a patient’s wounds, she had just stepped out of the medical tent when Yuri called her over. He told her that a handful of injured civilians had been found nearby and asked her to bring some medical supplies and help treat them on the spot. She hadn’t thought twice—grabbed what she needed and followed Yuri out.

They were only halfway there when explosions thundered in the direction of the safe zone. The next thing she knew, everything went dark.

She’d woken up to find herself and Yuri tied up in that farmhouse.

Right now, she couldn’t waste energy on figuring out how they’d ended up there, or who had taken them, or why. All she wanted to know was what had happened at the safe zone—her friends, her colleagues, all those Selvoria civilians they’d helped… She was desperate to know if any were still alive.

Yuri’s face darkened as he stared off into the distance. His voice dropped to almost a whisper. “When I woke up, I heard the guards talking. They said our safe zone… it’s gone. Bombed.”

Zinnia’s mind went numb, as if someone had struck her hard across the skull. For a moment, everything just went blank.