Chapter 1431

Thalassa crouched down, feeling Lysander’s breath on the crown of her head. His exhale was warm and forceful, synchronizing with her own breathing, making it slow and heavy.

For three years, she had bathed him, and each time, her body reacted to his. No matter how many times she saw him, it always felt like the first, a mix of fascination and heartache.

She wished for a miracle, for him to suddenly open his eyes, grab her wrist, and demand in that imperious tone of his, “What are you doing? Keep staring and I’ll pluck those eyes right out!”

But miracles never happened.

Thalassa’s hope had gradually sunk into a deep, aching dread. She feared that Lysander might never wake up.

Lost in her thoughts, she had already stripped him down. Supporting his weight, she prepared to lift him into the bathtub.

Water had pooled on the tiles, which she failed to notice. Her feet slipped on the slick surface.

was to protect Lysander from falling. She clutched at

their balance was lost, and they both

on her bottom with a thud, her back emitting a

“Ouch!”

impact sending a shock through her chest. The pain from the

breath for a moment and waited

preventing him from hitting the floor. Another fall could have

warmth of his temperature. His breath and warmth were normal, at least proving

waking up for three years. Him being alive was the best

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a furrowed brow, Thalassa eased the pain in her tailbone and then propped herself on Lysander’s shoulders, attempting to

It wasn’t a good time to call for

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