His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 242

Chapter 242: The Tears of a Lover

Moana

Edrick’s hand suddenly fell limp. The smile on his face faded as his eyelids fluttered shut, and at that exact moment, I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.

“No…” I whispered, my throat closing up already. “Edrick?”

He didn’t answer. I felt a sob catch in my throat.

Without thinking, I pressed my hands into his wounds. I heard the flesh and the blood squelch beneath my touch as my vision became clouded with tears.

“Come on,” I said, my voice shaking violently as I pressed harder and tried to focus my energy.

“It’s no use, Moana,” Mina said, sounding full of regret. “I’m sorry. His wounds were too deep.”

I shook my head in disbelief and just pushed harder on Edrick’s wounds. His body shifted beneath my touch, filling me with a false sense of hope that he was still alive. But he wasn’t — he was dead. When I felt his neck, there was no pulse.

There was no containing my grief anymore. As a keening wail started to rumble in my throat, I felt the tears spill out of my eyes and pour down my cheeks.

and fell onto him, sobbing

was dead. There was

out to Mina. “Let me go back!

the choice to stay in the real world. There’s no way

as the end of the storm came, now fell silent. Or maybe I

cried onto Edrick’s limp body. I thought it was just in my head at first, but when I suddenly froze

Edrick’s heart start to

looking down earnestly at his

answer. Shakily, I leaned back down and placed my ear on his

maybe I really was just imagining it, or maybe it was a

“Moana, I don’t—”

my

it was: another heartbeat. Edrick

into his chest once more. This time, I focused my healing energy with even more passion and squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the tingling

my energy with all I had left. With my eyes shut, I pictured everything that I loved about Edrick… Everything that I wanted to see again. His smile, his laugh, the feeling of his warm arms

felt my power surge. I almost felt sick from it, but I kept

“M-Moana…”

eyes shot open, red with tears. He still looked asleep, but I could see it now; I could see the color returning to his

him still was too much. I needed to get him to a point where I could transport him, and then I would need to get him back

I pushed a little

heal him anymore though. I feared that

you can hear me,” I said, leaning down to him and cupping his face in my hands, “I’m going

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