Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 483

Four years later-

In a high–rise apartment in downtown Manhattan.

The alarm went off and Agnes got up immediately. After a war–like hot shower, she felt refreshed.

It’s the weekend.

In theory, she could have a lie in.

However, today there’s some serious business to take care of.

Agnes got dressed, headed to the kitchen, and whipped up a sandwich for breakfast.

Then, she ventured into the other room.

Agnes opened the door and stepped inside.

A little boy was lying on the bed.

The kid was ridiculously cute.

His hair was fluffy and soft, and his facial features were well–defined.

Most kids at four or five years old still have those chubby baby faces.

But this little guy was different. His face was mature for his age, with a pair of distinctive eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were so long, they could even pass for a girl’s.

slept, his eyelashes fluttered gently, like

tender as the petals of a flower

in a deep sleep, oblivious to

sat by the bed.

and gently struck the boy’s

was her son,

born on a

back, it was a real nail–biter for Agnes, but luckily, she pulled

hand brushed Nocturne’s

oxygen deprivation during the difficult birth, Nocturne was diagnosed with a rare disorder after he was

medical term was Atypical

most of his day sleeping, with very little awake time.

was born, Agnes noticed that this

always sleeping,

that’s kind of normal.

the same

that

Nocturne to a bunch of top–notch doctors, but the conclusion

was caused by neurological

this hadn’t affected Nocturne’s

Nocturne

he had already learned two languages and

than they were at his age.

showed an extraordinary level of

amazing ability to absorb knowledge, even with just one

power of hard work, would give birth to such a