Damn it!
Natalie had lost count of the number of times she had cursed over and over again. Daniel was hot on her chase and as desperate as she was to get away from him, the more desperate he was to get to her.
It reminded her of that night in the past when she had been close to losing him forever, the night she had chosen to give up on her own life instead. The memories prompted her to push herself faster even when her lungs were on fire and her body protested against any further movement.
She didn't give up on the past, she can't give up now.
"Natalie! I know it's you!" Daniel shouted after her, making her wince inwardly. It was no longer a secret, he knew she was alive.
But then, even if he knows her alive status, then what? It was high time he knew about her resurrection, anyway - She wanted to rub it all over his face. She had successfully fooled him over the years. He wasn't so smart now, was he?
