Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 95

He seemed to be calling out for someone, and that name was exactly the same as her nickname.

Larissa’s heart rate accelerated.

She clutched her chest and straightened her body. “Don’t overthink. Do not overthink-”

There were so many people in this world that shared the same name as her. Who knew which one of those

people he was calling out for?

As if he were trapped in a nightmare, Kevan’s brows knitted even tighter, his expression becoming increasingly panicked.

“Lari, don’t go!” He almost shouted this with all of his remaining strength, his voice pitiful and desperate.

Larissa had never seen him look so fragile before. Suddenly, she felt a little sad for him as well, her heart

wringing with pain.

Kevan’s arms emerged from below the covers and flailed about the bed. His fingers clenched and unclenched,

as if he were trying to search for something around him.

Instinctively, Larissa reached out.

As soon as Kevan’s hands touched hers, he caught her arm and squeezed it, the mere force of it so strong that

thought he was about to break her

in a breath, stifling the cry of pain that threatened to rise

and his breathing changed from his initial shallow

wiped away the sweat on his

dream he was having. but there was also

The doorbell rang.

called in by the

to remove her hands from his grip, but every

tightened.

he

times, and she even forcefully tried to pull her arms

ringing–again and again, its frequency

was aggravated, but she could think of no way to handle the situation.

flashed past her mind. She leaned closer and whispered in his ear, “I’m not leaving,”

Chapter 95

sleeping,

his nose, his appearance downcast.

into a puddle.

he’d been calling for all this while.

must have hurt him

not lying.” Larissa’s voice softened. “Really, I’ll just go

lay unmoving, not saying a

“Be good, will you?” At some point, she even

was told.

pursed his lips before

he would change his mind, so she