Revenge After Death

Chapter 712

"I'm tired, Steven. "I took off my clothes and slipped beneath his blanket. I curled in his embrace and said, " Hug me to sleep."

Steven clearly stiffened. I could feel the temperature rising under the blanket.

"Stay put. Your injury isn't healed yet." I pressed my hand against his lower abdomen.

His ears turned red instantly, his pale face coloring for once. He carefully took my hand and said, 'Be gentle, Stephie. It hurts."

"You should stay still if it hurts. Don't have unnecessary thoughts and just wait until after the recovery period, "I coaxed gently before leaning against his chest. 'Now, sleep.'

Steven kissed my forehead and hugged me tight. "Good night, Stephie."

A quiet life and bidding good night to each other was probably our happiest moment.

I slept soundly that night. I always slept well whenever Steven was beside me.

He slept well too. It was rare he fell asleep without needing medication.

He was like a remedy to me-healing and soothing to my soul.

I wondered if I was the same for him.

"Stephie."

slowly opened my eyes to the morning sunlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling

stood beside the bed with his crutches. His hair was

immediately, asking, 'Did you

that he'd need my help with showers as it was easy for him to accidentally

getting better now. I didn't touch

of the bed to dry his hair. He sat obediently

you going to meet Sarah or her brother today, Stephie?" Steven could always figure out what my

brother first before

talking about

looking up at

way to get in touch with him,

would need Eason for many other things in the future. As such, I had

again before I

"Why are

to play," he said,

warned,

looked at me. Their identification paperwork is all set up under my name. They need to socialize in order to integrate

fell silent, looking back at Ashton

they were experimental subjects, they were still living humans.