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."

him. "Actually, I

eyebrow

gazebo. Once they were seated, Jules began to speak earnestly. "Lincoln and I go way 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

sorry. I

Morris stayed silent.

atmosphere turned

wrong about him. Was this young man not as insightful and composed

pause, Morris finally

isn't the point. What

furrowed his brow, chewing over Morris's deep

before I met you, my younger brother talked to me. He gave me

"And do you know why he was so concerned about

for

you had a

Maybe his

better of him,

at Jules, shaking

was his biological father, Morris decided to tie up this loose end

about to say. Consider it