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.

Alessia sat curled up in the center.

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

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opened her eyes. The sudden brightness made her squint, and she

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

“Lessie…”

it through, that

to step into the

you?” Her childish voice was

me–Ms. June. Don’t you

Mr. Whitley. Do you

voices were oddly familiar, and for some reason,

it, taking a tentative step

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

with indecision, but finally, she clenched her jaw

and waiting on the

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 back to its

her direction, but her eyes seemed

a little girl, maybe five or six, with a

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