My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 177

“Shh, don’t talk. Talking will keep you from sleeping.”

After she finished speaking, Xanthea felt like she was echoing her mother, who used to soothe her to sleep with fairy tales and lullabies whenever she was ill or restless.

“Orion, how about I sing you a song?”

“Butterfly”

“No, something different, one you’ve never heard!” Xanthea said as she sat on the futon, recalling the lyrics from a distant memory.

The clear, pure melody of the girl’s voice stimed as she sang, and the man lying on the bed involuntarily clenched his fists so tight the sheets twisted,

She still remembered that song.

As Xanthea sang, her thoughts drifted far back in time.

that

remembered “Chasing Dreams,” the first song she ever wrote, crafted for the ‘Elementary School Song Contest. But just before she was to perform, her music teacher worried her original song might not win approval from the judges, and switched it for a popular children’s

already a little star in her school, with many fans who cheered for her under the stage, and she didn’t disappoint, taking

for photos. Amid the hustle, a little boy was pushed down, and his hand was trampled several times.

a mask, sunglasses, and a cap, which made his face completely hidden. As she asked if he was okay, he

a fan. Why would he be afraid to talk

from classmates that his left cheek had been disfigured in a fire, leaving a hideous scar, as the scar was still healing. hd made it always wrapped up, rendering him look

rainy day, when her ride

had been picked up, she saw him again, alone at the end

a forsaken puppy with his pant legs soaked

and was

but she called out loudly, “Don’t run! I won’t come over, and I

can talk and keep each other company. How

didn’t respond or seemed eager to chat, but remembering he was a fan, she

“You’re