The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 295

Natalias dulcet voice filled the small hospital room, captivating everyone present. James, a sturdy man of steel, found himself shedding tears as he watched the scene unfold Natalia’s voice had elicited tears from everyone in the room.

Against all odds. Magnus, a man known for his volatile temperament, began to calm down. His frantic struggles ceased, and his cries of pain subsided. He simply watched

his beloved Natalia, serenading him with her enchanting voice.

Natalia

His demeanor slowly turned peaceful. The terrifying madness that once consumed him was no longer evident. Those present, witnessing the miraculous unfolding, wiped away their tears and let out a relieved chuckle

They never anticipated Natalia’s melodic voice could subdue the raging Magnus, a feat even a group of strong men failed to accomplish.

“My heart holds an image of your face, etched with longing. The gentle words you spoke, I can’t forget I would trade my life for your eternal happiness I cherish both the pain and solitude From today until forever, my love for you will not change

Her melodious voice still echoed in the room Natalia seemed tireless, singing endlessly for Magnus. She would sing as long as it could ease his suffering

back onto the bed Once Magnus settled, he whispered to the doctors,

alone James glanced back nervously I hope Natalia will be okay alone with him. What

it’ll be a while before the next one. Besides, did you not see? Even in his deranged state, Magnus still recognizes

led Dr Frankie away, hoping for

held Magnus hand tightly, never once

he still recognized her voice if her voice could ease his pain even slightly, then she wouldn’t mind singing till her

eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep. Natalia, her voice raspy from hours of

knew this was the only time he was free from pain. Natalia gently

please, get better

His head felt heavy as lead Though

drank that tea, he had turned into a terrifying creature. The tea surely had something wrong. Now, he was trapped in this less version of himself, sometimes lucid, sometimes insane. In his fits of madness,

his days of

of Natalia’s hand, bitten and torn apart by himself stabbed at his being. He slowly reached his hand out, he remembered his wife had unchained him. Was she not afraid of him

an eternity, Magnus managed to hold Natalia’s hand. With every ounce of energy left, he lifted her hand slightly to see the bandaged wound left by his teeth. The sight of it felt like a knife twisting in his heart, causing him

fault, Magnus sobbed softly filled with quilt for

Natalia Startled, she lifted her head and noticed Magnus had already awoken. Their gaze met, and Natalia saw the guilt, anxiety, remorse, and empathy in Magnus eyes Without uttering a single word, she knew