Stefan was a little dazed. He touched his chest subconsciously and thought, ‘It seems… my heart is still there. It’s still beating.’

“Damn. What happened?” Stefan had a terrible headache. He couldn’t see and didn’t know where he was.

Suddenly, he heard Francine’s miserable cries. “It’s Stef. It’s really Stef. He’s back! Oh, thank God!”

Francine hugged him so tightly she almost crushed him.

“Mom?” Stefan frowned slightly and called out, feeling unsure.

“Son! I’m right here. You’ve suffered so much, my poor boy!” Francine said agitatedly. During the days of Stefan’s disappearance, Francine cried all day and night. She seemed to have aged ten years from crying so much.

the whole of Beach City but couldn’t find you. Are you okay?

where am

You drove home yourself. Don’t you recognize

“I didn’t drive back.”

driver’s seat then? Don’t you recognize your own home? It’s dark, but it’s not that hard to see at night? What… exactly have you been through?” Francine

Quinton had shown mercy and spared his

felt worried at that thought. “Mom, do you have your phone? Call Seraphina for me and ask if she arrived home

swore to bring you back safely. I knew Seraphina was the most reliable…” Francine rambled on as she dialed

a taxi in front of the Hunt

here! Stef is back!” Francine waved

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