*Mira*
“Mira, let go! Now!" Joshua urged, “I'll catch you!"
Without a second thought, I released my grip. At the same time, Joshua launched himself toward me. He caught me mid-air with one arm, but before I could express my thanks, the rope snapped, and we both began plummeting downward.
My “thank you" quickly turned into a frantic, “Sorry, this is all my fault. Now we're both—"
However, our fall was abruptly halted as we jerked to a stop. I realized then that Joshua had a backup rope all along and I had underestimated his preparedness.
It was then that I finally got a chance to really look at him. His expression was dark, his jaw clenched, and he was clearly avoiding my gaze. It was obvious he was upset.
Small beads of sweat dotted his forehead. Besides anger, I could only imagine h
