It seemingly took all of Ashlyn’s energy to say that.

After screaming, she lay in bed unmoving, as though she had passed out once again.

Lucas stared at Ashlyn’s pale face, his eyes narrowing.

What did she just say?

She was calling out to me!

She’s waiting for me.

His heart pounded wildly; it was about to leap out of his chest.

Unable to control himself any longer, he pressed his lips against Ashlyn’s.

An indescribable wave of passion filled the room.

Two hours later, Lucas walked into the bathroom, all drenched in sweat.

cheeks were no longer red. All that remained were

back to

her in his arms, cleaned her up

changed the bedsheets and blanket—all

like when her Spirogyra flared up

this back then, but

there really

his phone and dialed

night in New York, Sinclair was fast

phone. “You’d

else what?” An icy voice cut him

someone had splashed a bucket of cold water over him, and his tiredness quickly

as usual. “There’s something I

thought it only

know about the Spirogyra?” Lucas’

may be a specialist in the field of psychology, Lucas, but I’ve also heard of

can help me.” Lucas stood lazily by the window, looking

heavily outside the window,

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