Chapter 1364

Thalassa fought to contain the fear and pain welling up inside her, convincing herself that Lysander had merely fallen asleep.

She called out to him, certain he would awaken.

But no matter how loudly she called his name, there was no response.

Her hands, wrapped around his back, felt a warm, sticky liquid. Even without looking, she knew it was Lysander’s blood.

Before he had collapsed, his mouth had been oozing fresh blood.

Her cheek brushed against his, still warm to the touch, his skin firm and masculine as ever.

Trembling, Thalassa cradled Lysander’s face in her hands, gently lifting his head to face her. Through her tear-blurred vision, she saw blood flow from a gash on his head, cascading across his thick brow, past his handsome eyes, and even trickling down his nose to his lips.

The scene was a dagger to Thalassa’s heart, the pain so intense it threatened to suffocate her. Yet, a sliver of hope lingered Lysander was just injured, merely unconscious, and he would recover.

in her throat, and with shaking hands, she reached out to feel his breath.

past were now so faint they were

mid-air, her pupils dilated, and her body became rigid as tears momentarily

her

don’t die! Please

Thalassa’s depths, a cry of unbearable p

Lysander’s lifeless body, she struggled to sit up, cradling his limp arms, sobbing uncontrollably, her voice choked with tears. “Lysander, I’ll

to reach for her cell phone to call for a ambulance, but

as if

looked around for her phone, but

phone, but the fear

voice weak, she pleaded, “Lysander,

I won’t drive you away again…

heard the explosion, their first instinct was to

chaos subsided, they gathered around Thalassa’s house to see what

man, her cries heart-wrenching, while Astrid was buried

among themselves, pointing and speculating.

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