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.

as he lowered his

her heart twist in

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

you the best. That

his head and looked up

hitched as she felt a pang

shifted into a thunderous

was raining cats and

rain, uncaring that his lonely figure was soaked to the

Stephen, all grown

his eyes. She saw the heartbreak and devastation written on

"He's dead," he murmured.

vaguely, almost to himself,

Tessa

he was

feel Caleb's

would never h for him. Content

ta

of her lips. Stephen stood under the pouring rain, looking no different from a lifeless statue. "Stephen,"

felt because of

through the curtains, signaling a brand

saw Stephen on the third

It was a

through the skies