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.

eyelashes fluttered gently,

boy’s skin was as tender as the petals of a

a deep sleep, oblivious to

sat by the bed.

gently

was her

preemie, born

real nail–biter for

brushed Nocturne’s cheek.

difficult birth, Nocturne was diagnosed with a rare

term was Atypical Neurological Hypersomnia.

spent most of his day sleeping,

that this

always sleeping,

for a baby, that’s kind of

was still the same after his first

feel that something was

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

believe it was caused by neurological

hadn’t affected Nocturne’s

Nocturne was a genius.

years old, he had already learned two languages and shown

he’s more gifted than they were at

showed an extraordinary

had an amazing ability to absorb knowledge, even

that she, a firm believer in the power of hard