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.

him and fell onto him, sobbing hysterically and not caring

was dead. There

want to go back!” I cried out to Mina. “Let me

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

The birds, which had just been singing as the end of the storm came, now fell silent. Or maybe I just drowned them out

just in my head at first, but when I suddenly froze and felt it for a second time, I sat up abruptly and wiped

felt Edrick’s heart start to beat in his

down earnestly at

Shakily, I leaned back down and placed

lose hope; maybe I really was just imagining it, or maybe it was a muscle

“Moana, I don’t—”

and pressed my ear harder into Edrick’s chest. My

another

more. This time, I focused my healing energy with even more passion and squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the tingling sensation take over my arms, hands,

feeling of his warm arms around me. His face, red with embarrassment when the kids teased his artwork. The way that his chest rose

almost

“M-Moana…”

tears. He still looked asleep, but I could see it now; I could see the color returning to his face. I could see his eyes moving slightly beneath his

a point where I could transport him, and then

to heal him, I pushed a little harder. I could see Edrick’s wounds

though. I feared that it would hurt

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

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