Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 849

In the days that followed, his world revolved solely around Nathalie. His own happiness didn't matter, as long as she found hers. But when she ended up with the wrong guy and he discovered she'd lost a kidney, his anger nearly drove him insane. He shut himself away in a dark room, working tirelessly day and night, determined to carve out a bright future for Nathalie.

Those years drained him completely.

He was left a shadow of his former self, ultimately falling victim to a harsh and early decline.

All the dreams he had for the future were crushed.

...

He wouldn't offer Nathalie a fleeting illusion of happiness.

He couldn't bear the thought of her gaining something only to lose it just as quickly. He was terrified she wouldn't be able to handle that kind of pain.

He never wanted her to shed a tear for him.

And so, he chose to push her away with icy indifference. It was his way of protecting her.

His throat was tight with unspoken words, afraid that if he spoke, his emotions would spill over. So, he stayed silent.

Nathalie chatted away to herself at length, and when he didn't respond, she assumed he had drifted off and fell silent too.

She fetched a small blanket from the car, gently draping it over him. Then she lay beside him, eyes wide open, gazing into the endless dark sky.

Time ticked slowly by.

like his heart was being

midnight, Nathalie

the act anymore. He yanked the blanket off himself and wrapped it snugly around

too cold here," he said softly, unable to speak

his gaze, her big, dark eyes sparkling with innocence. "I'll go back if

for a

her very heart and lungs were

"Alright. Let's go home."

she got up, reaching out to help Morris to his feet. She carefully settled him into his

down, and the ramp

paused, his

to welcome him home all along, hadn't

a set number of years, she was

always true to

a kid, she taught

glided

Street, and Nathalie,

kept glancing back

catch some sleep. We'll be home

closing his