Chapter 917:

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a warm, cozy room. The steady beep of medical equipment filled the air, and the sharp scent of medicine and disinfectant lingered around her. The light touched her face as Allison slowly regained her awareness. She had been saved.

Allison glanced down and saw Kellan sitting by her bed. His eyes were shut, but he still held her wrist tightly.

Kellan’s face had lost its roundness, his jawline more defined, and there were subtle dark rings beneath his eyes. He appeared completely drained. He lay there with his eyes shut, his forehead creased, as though sleep wasn’t coming easily to him.

Allison didn’t want to wake him. She slowly sat up, planning to get a drink of water. Unexpectedly, the moment she moved, Kellan sensed it.

“Allison,” he murmured. He blinked and looked at her, his eyes filled with confusion for a second. Was he still dreaming?

Allison’s voice cracked with worry. “You need to sleep. I’ll

arms. His chest burned with heat, and his heart pounded wildly. Every thump seemed to resonate deep

that he’d just found. “It’s

is where dreams

slight shake in his voice. His grip on her

I slept for three days?” Allison asked, still half propped up in shock. She understood that Kellan had been anxious for a long time, so she allowed him to hold her. He didn’t let go, even after some time had

going to die,” Allison said with a

he was overreacting. “Sorry,” he said, letting go of her and pouring a glass of water. “Drink slowly. If you feel any discomfort, let me know. I’ll call the doctor immediately.” He glanced at the medical equipment around them, checking everything to make sure it was all fine. Once

you don’t need to stress,” he added before Allison had a chance to ask.

“What about Verruckt?” she asked, the

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