After finishing the call, Tyler immediately phoned Bert.
Bert had seen Tyler drive off earlier and was already a bit worried since he hadn’t returned yet.
“Tyler?” Bert answered.
“Bert, grab a rope and come out here. Athena fell down.”
“How long of a rope?”
“About fifteen feet, but make it as long as you can.”
Tyler hung up and turned back to Athena, who was silent and unmoving, which frustrated him to no end. Without thinking, he jumped down after her.
The ten-foot drop looked intimidating, and despite Tyler’s athletic build and countless mental preparations to avoid injury, he twisted his ankle upon landing.
Ignoring the pain, he hobbled over to Athena.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asked, illuminating her with his phone’s flashlight. He noticed her cheeks were scraped, and her shoulder was bleeding.
Athena’s eyes were closed, her face pale.
Tyler’s anger dissipated instantly, and he released her chin.
“Just sit tight. Bert will be here soon,” he reassured her, as Athena leaned her head against his shoulder.
Tyler’s irritation completely vanished, but he couldn’t help but gently nag her. “You’re usually not this stubborn. What’s gotten into you? Were you really planning to walk until sunrise?”
“Tyler, you’re not good to me,” she murmured.
“How am I not good to you? If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have bothered at all.”
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