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

helped the doctors lay a now calm Magnus back onto the bed Once Magnus settled, he whispered to the doctors, “Let’s leave them be We shouldn’t

nervously I hope Natalia will be okay alone with him. What if Magnus has another

while before the next one. Besides, did you not see? Even in his deranged state, Magnus still recognizes Natalia’s voice His willpower

James led Dr Frankie away, hoping for

room, Natalia held Magnus hand tightly, never once

addiction was acting up he still recognized her voice if

enchanting voice filled the room, dusk gradually descended outside Slowly, Magnus closed his eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep. Natalia, her voice raspy

he was free from pain. Natalia gently traced Magnus‘ features with her fingertips, studying his smooth forehead, sharp

get better

find himself drained of all strength. His head felt heavy as lead

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, he didn’t recognize

wife Magnus eyes narrowed in pain, looking at Natalia who was finally sleeping at his side. Throughout his days of madness, she had been tending to him tirelessly. taking his hits, carrying

The sight of Natalia’s hand, bitten and torn apart by himself stabbed at his being.

Natalia’s hand. With

softly filled with quilt

met, and Natalia saw the guilt, anxiety, remorse, and empathy in Magnus eyes Without uttering