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.

looked disappointed as he lowered his head, whispering, "I'm his

twist in pain upon

the boy's hair and said kindly,

That person will be your

boy raised his head and looked

as she

scene shifted into

was raining

the rain, uncaring that his

all

and saw the redness in his eyes. She saw the heartbreak and devastation

"He's dead," he murmured.

vaguely, almost to himself,

Tessa

he was referring

feel Caleb's

never h for him.

ta

out of her lips. Stephen stood under the pouring rain, looking no different from a lifeless statue. "Stephen," she breathed as she roused from

because of her dream

in through the curtains, signaling

saw Stephen on the third

It was a

the