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

exited the room, leaving Magnus and Natalia alone James glanced back nervously I hope Natalia

be fine. These fits are intermittent it’ll be a while before the next one. Besides, did you not see? Even in his deranged state, Magnus still recognizes Natalia’s

away, hoping for a successful antidote this time around

Magnus hand tightly, never

even though Magnus could hardly recognize anyone when his addiction was acting up he still recognized her voice if her voice could ease his pain even slightly, then she wouldn’t mind singing till her throat is hoarse

falling into a peaceful sleep. Natalia, her voice raspy from hours of singing, finally allowed herself a moment

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

please, get better

His head felt heavy as lead Though he’d been in a dazed state for days, he remembered

he 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

pain, looking at Natalia who was finally sleeping at his side. Throughout his days of madness, she had been tending to him

How could he treat his wife whom he adored so dearly in such a manner? The sight 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

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

filled

saw the guilt, anxiety, remorse, and empathy in Magnus eyes Without uttering a single word, she knew that Magnus was back