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Chapter 202

Upon returning to the mansion, Bernard and others were met with darkness. The living room was illuminated only by the flickering glow of candles.

Douglas was on the phone.

“What happened?” Bernard asked.

“The electric transformer is out. I’m getting it fixed,” Douglas replied, surprised by their early return. His gaze fell on Hera, who was cradled in Bernard’s arms.

Samantha started to offer them a place to stay, but Bernard was already turning to leave.

“No need, we’re going home,” he said firmly.

state. Normally radiant and aloof, she now seemed small and fragile as she clung to Bernard’s back. He pushed aside the troubling questions, quickly gathering Tiramisu and snuffing out

the plane, Bernard settled Hera into the

canvas of pallor, her eyes vacant–a stark reminder of the fear that had

aid kit, his deft fingers tending to the scrapes on her hands and knees with practiced

he asked, wiping

her head

bittersweet ache blooming within him. “Then rest

blanket around her and turned to fetch her a glass of water, her slender fingers curled around his wrist. “Don’t leave me…” Her voice was a mere breath, her tear–filled eyes glistening like moonlit

heart melted. “I won’t leave.”

pangs of hunger roused Hera from her slumber.

eyes to find Bernard still asleep, one arm draped

went blank. What had happened last

their clothes were still intact, much to her relief. Gradually, fragments of the previous

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