Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 135

Hamilton knew, deep down, that saying sorry was useless right now, but that seemed to be all he could offer.

Eveleen had been his saving grace. No one knew the ordeals he had faced when he arrived at that quaint fishing town–how he had brushed with death more than once. The first few times at the hands of his mother, and then later, by his own hand.

It was only in that serene hamlet by the sea that a flicker of desire to live sparked within him.

Though the details of his past had blurred through therapy, the name “Evi” was etched in his mind like a sacred incantation.

She was his redemption.

In such a state, he couldn’t just abandon Eveleen. Yet he hadn’t anticipated dragging Natalia into such peril.

Hamilton gripped Natalia’s hand, his gaze falling upon her pale, fragile face, feeling a weight in his chest that made it hard to breathe.

Every time he blinked, he saw her lifeless body sprawled on the jagged rocks.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he reopened them, they were drained of emotion. His long fingers traced the wet trail on her cheek.

In a hushed voice, he said, “Natalia, don’t be scared. I’m here.”

It took a while, but Natalia finally calmed down.

Hamilton fetched a warm towel and gently wiped her face. His movements halted as he dabbed her hands; the wounds were still there, even if the dislocated wrist had been attached.

Carefully avoiding the cuts, he finished and tucked her hand beneath the blanket before standing up and stepping outside.

Alden was waiting at the door.

“Did you find Orpheus?” Hamilton asked, his voice low.

Alden shook his head. “He’s hiding out somewhere, the bold bastard. To think he’d abduct Ms. Jenkins in broad daylight! If it weren’t for Ryan and Dawson, Ms. Jenkins might’ve been out of luck.”

Hamilton let out a bitter laugh. “If they hadn’t intervened, Natalia wouldn’t have been in danger.” Alden paused, considering Hamilton’s implication.

Without Ryan and Dawson’s presence, Orpheus would have had to contact Hamilton, who would have surely found a way to keep Natalia safe.

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just wanted to save Ms. Jenkins, Who knew the situation would push a desperate man to

a cigarette from Alden and lit it before replying, “That’s

lips moved, but he seemed

Hamilton’s eyes. “Keep looking. Bring him to me when

another subject. “Bro, can you and

relationship might have reached a

was evident. “Why

go, she couldn’t leave. And he had

away.

“Bro, you never really liked Eveleen, did you? It’s always been Ms. Jenkins. Otherwise, you wouldn’t cling to this

ferocity in Hamilton’s eyes when Ryan had carried Natalia

were no feelings involved, why would Hamilton care so much?

Alden even saw panic in his brother’s eyes–the kind of panic that comes from fearing the loss of

on his cigarette and, without answering, simply stated,

cigarette, he turned back into the hospital

intending to talk to Hamilton, but he eventually felt it wasn’t his place to meddle in their affairs.

still unconscious, any conversation with Hamilton would be

he let it be.

was resolved to help if Natalia asked

full day

could collect her thoughts, a familiar voice asked, “You’re

so much within her, now

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she murmured softly.

in pain? I’ll call

Hamilton had been holding her hand. She averted her gaze,

advised, “You’re awake, but you still need to recover from the lung infection and bruising. Rest

you,” Natalia

doctor left, Hamilton returned to her bedside, instinctively reaching

again.

he grasped at air.

subtly withdrawn from him.

but he understood her anger was justified and simply

a long time before answering, “It’s bearable.”

body felt dismantled and reassembled, even breathing hurt. But she didn’t want to share that with him anymore. Her suffering, her discomfort would all be irrelevant to him from