Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Morris forced a smile. "Nathalie, dealing with those flashing lights and cold, sterile instruments isn't my thing. And I really can't stand those stern-faced doctors."

Nathalie crouched in front of him, holding his hand gently. "I'll be right there with you, Morris."

Morris looked into Nathalie's deep, clear eyes, feeling like they held the entire night sky, with each star shining just for him.

He couldn't say no to her. "Alright."

But as soon as he agreed, doubt crept in. How was he supposed to handle all those endless tests?

Nathalie let out a relieved sigh.

The next morning.

Jules arrived bright and early at the Stewart Estate, hoping to catch up with Lincoln and Morris. But he was a bit too early; Lincoln and Nathalie were still asleep, leaving Morris, who hadn't slept well, to greet him.

When Morris opened the door and saw Jules, he was momentarily surprised.

Jules felt a bit awkward, offering a greeting, "Morning, Master Nathan, we meet again."

Morris nodded, keeping his tone neutral. "Here to see Mr. Lincoln? I can fetch him for you."

stopped him. "Actually, I came to

eyebrow in

back; we're practically brothers. If I'd known sooner that you and Vivian were his family, I wouldn't have been so rude that

I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have acted

Morris stayed silent.

atmosphere turned tense and

if Lincoln had gotten it wrong about him. Was this young man not as insightful and composed as Lincoln had said? If

pause,

isn't the point. What really matters is why

deep words until a look of realization hit

my younger brother talked to me. He gave me a pretty negative impression

he was so concerned

for a moment

mentioned you had a

Greta. Maybe his sense

of him, and he judged you

looked at Jules, shaking

biological father, Morris decided to tie up this

please remember what I'm about to say. Consider it a friendly