Chapter 889

John ultimately left Nana's room, but she wasn't letting go of his hand even in her sleep.

He had to firmly pry her fingers off, not caring that he seemed to wake her when doing so.

He turned and headed outside, his feet seemingly weighing tons.

The last three years suddenly felt like a dream; yet even though he had woken up from it, he was unable to escape.

He paused just outside a ward.

He had no idea that Cordy was staying in that ward, and was simply taking a stroll on a whim.

Yet he ended up here anyway, and he couldn’t leave once he arrived.

He stood outside the door, watching as Cordy got out of bed and into the wheelchair beside it.

Dicky was just typing the password on his laptop when he heard the commotion. He turned towards her and asked, "Mommy?"

own, don't worry,” she told him

that was a lie—too much was weighing on

make her

to see him again now

saw Patrick sound asleep on the couch, exhaustion

on her, and there were

it

it and wiggled, murmuring, "Don't worry, Cordy. I'll always

an aching

If there was anyone whom she owed anything in this

couldn't reciprocate

blanket on Patrick, she turned and headed towards the door, only

thought she was hallucinating for a moment, and was actually afraid

stared at each other for a while, until Dicky broke

up

that the boy had grown much taller in

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