Chapter 97 Ernest Wakes Up
Hadley browsed through the information but didn’t see anything specific relating to what she was looking for.
After a pause, she keyed in the words “praying mantis” “bite” “partner.”
Then she saw her answer.
“Temale praying mantises are known for their cannibalistic mating behavior, where they bite off the head or legs of their partners after mating.”
Speechless, Hadley put her phone away,
Several days later, within the opulent walls of the Flynn Mansion, while Nyla mended from her recent operation, Eric had taken up residence at the family mansion to keep her company.
In the stillness of the witching hour, Eric slumbered deeply, only to be roused by the shrill chime of his phone.
A flicker of annoyance crossed his mind, but it vanished like mist when he glimpsed the caller ID.
It was the physician overseeing Ernest’s care that was calling. Sleepiness fled in an instant.
“Yes, hello?”
“Mr. Flynn! Your brother has stirred from his long slumber!”
Eric went rigid, a shiver racing through him, raising every hair in its wake.
It felt like a dream woven from threads of disbelief. “Repeat that, please!”
“Your elder brother is awake! His eyes have fluttered open!”
Astonishing–beyond belief!
A tidal wave of emotion crashed over Eric, shattering his usual composure. Before he could rein it in, a warm blur clouded his vision, spilling over as tears of unrestrained joy.
After all these years… Ernest had returned to them!
No longer would his brother languish on that sterile hospital bed, ensnared by a web of tubes and the hum of machines, trapped in an endless twilight.
“Mr. Flynn?” The doctor’s voice echoed from the other end. “When might you grace us with your presence?”
Eric’s senses snapped into focus, his voice raw and quivering with barely contained elation.
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“This very instant! I’m on my way!”
His brother had awakened–how could he delay even a heartbeat?
well! We’ll be
aside, Eric dashed to dress, but as he crossed into his sprawling wardrobe, he pivoted
course, I must tell
a monumental occasion–how could he not share it with Nyla? Despite the late hour, the news simply
wait for
being left
and Nyla departed the Flynn Mansion, bound for the
Ernest was.
car, Nyla’s tears flowed unchecked,
tissue. “You mustn’t weep so. I know your heart’s
shedding these tears by choice? They’ve a
hand to her heart, her sobs rolling like thunder. “I once feared he would linger in that limbo forever… that I would meet my maker before
dull pang twisting within.
Grandma. Ernest would never abandon us so–he has proven it tonight, hasn’t
in the filming of a nocturnal scene
embrace.
a heavy breath laced with longing, “And of all nights for Linda to be away… how can she not be
Eric soothed. “I’ve already spoken to her
to
the hospital
primary lights, leaving only the gentle radiance of wall sconces to bathe
Nyla to the bedside with tender care, their
the hospital bed, Ernest bore the same serene visage he had worn throughout his long
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breaths even and
weathered eyes brimming with a storm of feelings as she turned
swift reassurance. “Fear not, Mrs. Flynn. He awoke earlier–now he is merely sleeping. Try
“Very well…”
hand, Nyla reached out, her fingers curling
her lips parted to speak, tears carved glistening trails down her timeworn cheeks. She dared not lift her voice above a murmur, her words laced with quiet sobs. “Ernest… Ernest,
sweet boy.”
stillness prevailed–every gaze locked onto Ernest, as if
and with agonizing slowness, they lifted. His eyes found Nyla first, and then drifted to Eric
view. “It’s
you.”
Nyla’s composure crumbled entirely. She clutched her eldest grandson’s hand with fervent strength, her
grandmother’s fragile state, steadied her with a gentle touch. “Grandma, you mustn’t weep so. It’ll only weigh on
her sobs into submission, though the ache within her chest gnawed
response… it wasn’t what
her eyes alight with unspoken queries.
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