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

mate was dead. There was no greater pain

cried out to Mina. “Let me go back! I don’t

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

The birds, which had just been singing as the end of the storm

limp body. I thought it was just in my head at first, but when I

start to beat

I stammered, looking down earnestly at his pale face. “A-Are

I leaned back down and placed my

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

“Moana, I don’t—”

wolf and pressed my ear

it was: another

sat up again, and pressed my hands 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 sensation take over my arms, hands, and

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 around me. His face, red with embarrassment when the kids

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

“M-Moana…”

but I could see it now;

him to a point where I

using this much energy to heal him, I pushed a little harder. I could

couldn’t heal him anymore though. I

I said, leaning down to him and cupping his face in my hands, “I’m going

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