Holden found himself momentarily taken aback, realizing that in her delirium, Ariana had mistaken him for her deceased husband.

However, Ariana had lost consciousness by this point, her body covered in blood. A deep crimson hue filled Holden’s eyes, and in that instant, he experienced an unprecedented fear. He hadn’t even noticed that his own hands were trembling.

“Ariana? Ariana!” Holden’s voice, tinged with both fear and distress, pierced the air.

In a swift motion, Holden cradled Ariana, rushing her into the waiting car, heading towards the hospital at breakneck speed.

Upon their arrival at Mercy Hospital, Holden, still gripped by panic, dashed inside. Holding Ariana close, he called desperately, “Doctor!

Doctor!”

blanching at the sight of Ariana, a tapestry of

with Ariana’s blood, his entire frame quivering, the

was at this moment that he understood the

a nebulous concept as he waited outside the emergency room, the minutes slipping through his grasp. It wasn’t until the doctor emerged that

organs were harmed. Are you her husband? You should

silent acknowledgment of their connection. He absorbed the doctor’s instructions

the doctor departed, Ariana was transferred to a ward, her consciousness

mind dwelling on the words she had uttered

she love her late husband so profoundly? Five years had passed, yet she

an indeterminate amount of time,

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