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

the bed Once Magnus settled, he whispered to the doctors, “Let’s

James glanced back nervously I hope Natalia will be okay alone with him. What if Magnus has another episode?”

be fine. These fits are intermittent it’ll be a while before the next one. Besides,

James led Dr Frankie away, hoping for

room, Natalia held Magnus hand

still recognized her voice if her voice could ease his pain

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

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

please, get better

Magnus awoke. He tried to sit up, only to find himself drained of all strength. His head felt heavy

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,

wife Magnus eyes narrowed in pain, looking at Natalia who was finally sleeping at his side. Throughout his days of madness, she had

bitten and torn apart by himself stabbed at his being. He slowly reached his

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

sorry All of it was my fault, Magnus sobbed softly filled with quilt for his deeds wishing

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 that Magnus was