Chapter 483

Four years later-

In a high–rise apartment in downtown Manhattan.

The alarm went off and Agnes got up immediately. After a war–like hot shower, she felt refreshed.

It’s the weekend.

In theory, she could have a lie in.

However, today there’s some serious business to take care of.

Agnes got dressed, headed to the kitchen, and whipped up a sandwich for breakfast.

Then, she ventured into the other room.

Agnes opened the door and stepped inside.

A little boy was lying on the bed.

The kid was ridiculously cute.

His hair was fluffy and soft, and his facial features were well–defined.

Most kids at four or five years old still have those chubby baby faces.

this little guy was different. His face was mature for his age, with a pair of distinctive eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were so long, they could

eyelashes fluttered gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

skin was as tender as the petals of a flower that

sleep, oblivious

by the bed.

reached out and gently struck the

was her

preemie, born on

a real nail–biter for Agnes, but

hand brushed

possibly due to oxygen deprivation during the difficult birth, Nocturne was diagnosed with a rare disorder after

medical term was Atypical

sleeping, with very little

born, Agnes noticed that this kid was not like

always sleeping,

baby, that’s kind of normal.

Nocturne was still the

to feel that

top–notch doctors, but the conclusion was the same: no cure.

believe it was caused by neurological oxygen

hadn’t affected Nocturne’s intelligence.

contrary, Nocturne was a

four years old, he had already learned two languages and shown

than they were at

Nocturne was awake, he showed an extraordinary level

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