In the darkness, Abel stood silently next to the large bed, dressed in a black nightgown, his tall and imposing figure casting a shadow.

Emmeline lay curled up under the blanket, her small face turned to the side.

Abel approached slowly, and it seemed like he noticed tears in the corners of her eyes.

He lowered his head, raised a finger, and gently brushed it against her cheek.

His fingertips felt cool and damp.

She had indeed fallen asleep with tears in her eyes.

Abel's heart tightened, "Emma..."

Emmeline stirred slightly, speaking dreamily, "Hubby..."

Abel held his breath.

He prayed that Emmeline wouldn't suddenly open her eyes.

His hellish and demonic appearance would become her nightmare.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds...

fell back into a deep sleep, breathing

bowed his head, kissed her

morning,

dream. In her dream, she saw

wiped away her tears

Finally, he kissed her.

his face suddenly transformed from its

startled, drenched in cold sweat from the

won't become like

Abel would not turn into what she saw in her dreams. Besides, Waylon was there to cure him. And if

thoughts, Emmeline managed to calm herself down.

and Kendra were already busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast

the study, where Abel had already finished washing up and was standing by the window, smoking a cigarette. It

knocked on the door, her voice

her eyes from the previous night flashed through his mind once more. It was almost irresistible, the desire to open the

Abel realized that he

blood, both on his body and face. Only his eyes remained clear and piercing, emanating

voice was low and devoid of emotions

are you feeling any

about me. I'll

a moment before saying, "I left breakfast at the door, and I'll go to

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