His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 366

Stephen had replied, texting, "I'm fine. You should rest."

The worry in Tessa's heart didn't abate even after reading that text.

How could he be fine? His father and grandmother had both passed away.

She wanted to comfort him. She rubbed her eyes, desperately willing herself to stay awake.

She typed a response... and then hastily deleted that sentence.

She tried to type out another line of words, but found it lacking.

In the end, Tessa couldn't shoot him a comforting text. She felt as though anything she could offer was a hollow comfort.

Soon, she felt drowsiness dragging her down to its sleepy depths. She couldn't keep her eyes peeled.

Eventually, she clutched her phone to her chest and fell asleep.

Tessa had a dream that night.

A boy was watching his father hugging another boy. He watched the scene with sad and envious eyes.

She approached the boy and noticed that he had Stephen's eyes.

"Stephen," Tessa murmured.

he lowered his head, whispering, "I'm his

her heart twist in pain upon hearing his

hair and said kindly, "It's alright. You'll meet

you the best. That person will be your

raised his head and looked up

breath hitched as she felt a pang of

scene shifted into a thunderous

was raining cats

under the rain, uncaring that his lonely figure

all

saw the redness in his eyes. She saw the

"He's dead," he murmured.

vaguely, almost to himself, "I've missed my

Tessa

was referring

feel Caleb's fatherly

h for him. Content behave

ta

something, anything. Alas, nothing came out of her lips. Stephen stood under the pouring rain, looking no different

pain and sorrow she felt because of her

through the curtains, signaling a

on the third

It was a

the skies