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 a butterfly flapping its wings.

was as tender as the petals of

deep sleep, oblivious to Agnes‘ presence.

sat by

out and gently struck the boy’s

her son, Nocturne.

a preemie, born

real nail–biter for

brushed Nocturne’s

birth, Nocturne was

medical term was Atypical Neurological Hypersomnia.

day sleeping, with very little awake time.

Nocturne was born, Agnes noticed that this kid was not like the

sleeping, barely

a baby, that’s kind

was still the same after his first

began to feel that something was

to a bunch of top–notch doctors, but the conclusion was the same: no cure.

doctors believe it was caused by neurological oxygen deprivation during

this hadn’t affected Nocturne’s

the contrary, Nocturne was

just four years old, he had already learned two languages and shown amazing ability

even said he’s more gifted than they were at

awake, he showed an extraordinary level of

an amazing ability to absorb

power of hard work, would give birth