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.

his eyelashes fluttered gently, like a

as the petals of a flower that

deep sleep, oblivious to Agnes‘

by the

out and gently

was her son,

was a preemie, born on a midsummer night.

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

brushed Nocturne’s

the difficult birth, Nocturne was diagnosed with

was Atypical Neurological Hypersomnia.

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

Agnes noticed that this kid was not like the

sleeping, barely

a baby, that’s kind

Nocturne was still the

began to feel that something

top–notch doctors,

it was caused by neurological

affected Nocturne’s intelligence.

the contrary, Nocturne

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

gifted than they

he showed an

to absorb

never thought that she, a firm believer in the power of hard work, would give birth to such a genius.