Isabella's pov:
"Don't worry I will save you just lend me your hand." he bowed down on a rock right above me.
"But..but I can't, my arms don't move." I tried moving my arm but it was of no use. I found no strength in my body.
My other hand was gripping the cliff tightly as I hung above a deep ditch but I feared it might not be able to hold me for long. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my throat and then I saw blood dripping down from my neck. It stained my white chiffon gown.
"Xavier I can't…please save me." I started sobbing as my wrist and fingers felt like breaking from bearing my whole weight.
"Belle?"
"Do something, I will fall." this time I screamed at him but he kept on calling my name.