The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

The sound of the cough was startlingly clear.

Rosalind froze mid-motion, her mind rippling like a stone had been cast into a still pond. Her blood surged through her, leaving her momentarily paralyzed.

Zephyr stood by the bedside, having heard Lysander's voice as plainly as Rosalind had. His pupils dilated with urgency as he quickly stepped forward, pulling Rosalind back. With a trembling voice, he addressed the figure on the bed, "Lysander, are you awake? Open your eyes and look at me, it's Grandpa.

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After three long years, there was finally a sign of life from Lysander. The wait seemed to be over!

For three years, Zephyr had been cloaked in worry and suppressed emotions. Now, his heart raced with an intensity that shook his very being.

Rosalind, so nervous she swallowed the medicine in her mouth, didn't even bother to wipe the residue from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were wide as she stared at Lysander. The thought of him awakening sent waves of excitement through her.

words, his eyelids fluttered, and one could see his eyeballs moving, straining to open.

lashes trembling with the effort to see once

breath, waiting alongside

was overwhelming. He closed his eyes briefly, letting them adjust, and then, with an

time, a sharp glint flickered in their depths- profound and

elated face. Lysander's lips moved, a hoarse

raspy from disuse, but the single word was like a symphony

NOW PLAY YO

YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON

said, tears streaming

his stoic demeanor. Sitting by the bed, Zephyr supported Lysander's shoulders with hands that were wrinkled and shaking from emotion. "Lysander, it's good that you're awake, so good." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

perseverance over the past three years, every penny

have I been asleep?" Lysander asked, his head heavy with confusion