A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 477

The hallway outside the hospital room finally grew quiet, and at last, Cole could be alone with Alessia again.

Before he went in, he made sure to shower and tidy himself up–he couldn’t stand the thought of Alessia waking up to see him looking a

mess.

It felt a little like he was about to meet his first love for a date; he wanted everything to be just right.

The tubes had been removed from Alessia’s body. Her face was pale, lips drained of color–she looked more like a delicate porcelain doll than a living person. Beautiful, but utterly devoid of life.

Cole’s heart ached for her. Only when he took her hand did he finally feel some measure of relief, as if the world steadied beneath him.

“Lessie… please, wake up soon. You’ve been asleep for so long. It’s time to open your eyes, sweetheart.”

His words were soft, gentle, filled with longing.

He cupped her hand in both of his, trying to warm her fingers chilled from the IV, breathing softly onto them.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting the shadows of tree branches on the floor. The leaves swayed in the breeze, making the patterns dance.

It was a scene touched by warmth and peace, yet all around Cole lingered a sorrow he couldn’t shake.

Slowly, his eyelids grew heavy and he drifted off beside her.

–

curled up

name. The voice grew louder, clearer, making it impossible for her to

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opened her eyes. The sudden brightness made her squint,

stretched out her hand–only to find it small, childlike. Hadn’t her hands been

“Lessie…”

through, that

stood still, hesitant to step

childish voice was tinged with

it’s me–Ms. June.

Mr. Whitley.

for some reason, Alessia

wrinkled it, taking a tentative

softly, as if telling her there was no need to hurry, she could take

expression twisted with indecision, but finally, she clenched her jaw and

the light, and waiting on the other side

found she couldn’t speak. It seemed as though they couldn’t see her, either. She waved a hand in front of them and, at some point, realized her hand was

looked in her direction, but her eyes seemed

girl, maybe five or six, with a bright, sweet smile, running straight