Chapter 179: Allison, drifting in and out of consciousness, vaguely felt someones gentle hand brushing across her forehead, the cool touch of a damp cloth providing a fleeting moment of relief.
Dont go, she murmured, caught in the haze of a dream.
This time, it was a dream that took her back to those bleak years after shed fled the orphanage.
She relived being kidnapped, the overwhelming agony from the drug-induced stupor that stole her sight and plunged her into suffocating darkness.
Every sound became a harbinger of terror.
Then, out of the void, she saw a younger version of herself, being carried on the back by a shadowy figure a boy.
His face was obscured, but his struggle to carry her was palpable with each step.
Hey, whats your name? she asked, her voice faint in her memory.
A pause, then the scarred boy replied, Colton Stevens.
Alright, Ill find you one day.
It had been years since that memory resurfaced in her dreams.
Her heart, long numbed by the years spent with the Stevens family, now felt as though a part of it had been cruelly gouged out, as if the wounds of the past had been reopened.
Even in her exhausted state, her eyes too heavy to open, she could sense someone nearby.
A sigh of relief broke the stillness.
Finally, the fevers gone.
The strong yet calm voice seemed to blend with the boy from her dream, and for a fleeting second, they felt like the same person.
Gradually, Allison realized it wasnt her dreams shadow but Kellan, who had tirelessly cared for her.
He had been at her side, constantly replacing the damp cloths to cool her fever, his touch so deliberate as he gently moistened her parched lips with water.
His attention to even the smallest details left her with a sensation she was not used to safety.
felt like an eternity,
countless nights under the Stevens roof when she would lie alone in the cold bed, sick, or melancholic, staring blankly at
warmth beside her… Before long, the weight of her body pulled her into another deep sleep, as if
found herself lying
glass, casting a
faint scent of roses from the garden
fingers, her movements sluggish, and felt the weight of
whispered, still half in
her, Lorna lay sleeping, her
quiet murmur was enough to stir Lorna
Allison conscious, she clutched her hand with an intensity that spoke of deep
to speak,
conveyed more than words
Allison murmured, gazing
afraid she would lose
fear melted away in
another presence in the room Kellan, slumped in a wheelchair
wrapped in bandages, his eyes rimmed with exhaustion, the telltale sign of sleepless nights spent
words, but she smiled faintly, trying to offer some
took for Kellan, ever the light sleeper, to stir from
open,
Youre awake.
voice, though steady, carried the weight of
dry lips and swiftly reached for the
said softly, handing her
Drink slowly.
Itll help your throat.
still feel a
the call button, and within
take Lorna
Alright.
saw Allison awake, his face
Mr.
Lloyd, Ms.
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