The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 216

Petty slipped out of Franco’s arms and crawled over to the window. She pressed her hands on the sill and peered out.

Five massive helicopters hovered outside, filling the sky with the roar of spinning blades. Their black bodies glinted with something cold and threatening in the sunlight, almost blocking out the day completely.

The sheer force in the air made her heart thud faster.

The island below was a mess. After days of battering wind and rain, the sea had poured in and left everything soaked and wrecked. Now, with the temperature plunging overnight, the flooded seawater had turned to ice. Even the outside of the window was layered with frost.

It must be absolutely freezing out there.

Petty watched for a moment, her breath fogging the glass. Her eyelids drooped as she exhaled softly. They were finally getting out. Being trapped here had gone by faster than she would’ve guessed, but she was more than ready to go.

She stood by the window for a few seconds, then turned to head downstairs. Franco fell in step behind her, grabbed her wrist gently, and brought her to a stop.

He looked down at her, his expression serious. “I had them bring you some clothes.”

He picked up the headset hanging around his neck and glanced at her, noticing the way she avoided his eyes. Speaking in that low, commanding tone, he spoke into the mic, “Bring them upstairs.”

Jay appeared carrying two big bags stuffed with clothes for her—everything she could possibly need. There was a thick winter coat, boots, warm inner layers, a hat, a soft scarf, gloves, even fresh underwear.

Petty gathered up the bags and made for the bathroom. As she shut the door, she could hear Galen’s voice drifting up from downstairs, asking if Franco was up there and insisting on seeing him. A bodyguard blocked his way.

“Franco! Franco! Franco!”

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