The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

He's cursed?

A worldly-wise Sebastian had been through a lot and would never believe in anything unexplainable scientifically.

To him, Elysium's worm still made sense for him, as it was explainable as a type of living thing manipulating human nerves and brain. But how's it possible that he's cursed? It's preposterous indeed!

Subsequently, he seemed to have fallen into a trance for ages.

“Mr. Hayes?” Karl called out to him, breaking his reverie.

“Head for Elysium now to bring me Roppell and the witch doctor as mentioned by her. There's something I need to ask them,” he suddenly instructed sternly.

Astounded, Karl raised his head to look at him as he asked tactfully, “Mr. Hayes, do you think... or perhaps, you suspect that Elysium has something to do with it?”

“Yeah!” Sebastian nodded solemnly.

A quick-witted Karl had a grasp of the situation and set off for Yorksland right away.

Meanwhile, most of the visitors at the hospital had gradually left. Nonetheless, Vivian refused to leave, insisting on waiting outside the ward in anticipation.

On the brink of tears, she pleaded with Sebastian piteously, “Daddy, please let me stay here. I'm sure he'll be able to recognize me after he regains consciousness later. I can assure you he won't go berserk again!”

describe how tickled pink she was when she knew Kurt had regained consciousness

the school in Yartran temporarily to be by his side, waiting eagerly for him to regain consciousness. It never crossed her

Vivian to

two elite members of SteelFort standing guard to keep an eye on everything. Undeniably,

window of the ward, Vivian kept her eyes

cascaded through the window left ajar into the ward, she eventually noticed the eyelashes of his tightly shut

yelled out at him

They weren't lying to me when trying to reassure me that he would wake up sooner or later! Fastening her gaze to

threw a glance at the ceiling above him. It was as though his mind was a complete blank, and he was trying to recall

It was like a layer of gilded veil illuminating the ward through the window, shrouding the young man lying on the bed with golden rays. The

did not shift her eyes away from him all the while. At the sight of the youth lying motionless like

direction as though he had heard her

she

tears began trickling down

seemed to be unperturbed by the hint of excitement amid sheer anticipation written all over

eyes. At that very moment,

the matter with him? He

could not remember her while they were in Elysium earlier flashed across her mind. In a split second, intense fear crashed into