They hated each other before the plane went down. Now they’re the only two left alive. Y/N and Ethan were never supposed to get along. But stranded hundreds of miles from home, with no phones, no rescue, and something hunting them through the wilderness, survival means relying on the one person they swore they’d never trust. As the journey home grows more dangerous, hatred slowly becomes trust. Trust becomes something neither of them dares name. And then they discover the crash wasn’t an accident. They survived the fall. The real nightmare is what comes next.

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