Under the lights of the crystal chandelier, Elliot’s obsidian black eyes were deep magnetic, and dangerous.

As always, it was a gaze that sent a chill down one’s spine.

The color disappeared from Cole’s face as he stumbled a few steps back.

“Avery… I mean, Aunt Avery… It’s late, so I won’t bother you and Uncle Elliot!”

Cole was drenched in a cold sweat as he frantically fled the room.

Avery’s heart tightened as she watched his panic-stricken escape, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Was Elliot awake? Was he not about to die?

She wanted to speak to him, but she could not find her voice. She wanted to take a closer look, but her feet were glued to the ground.

A wave of terror washed over her, and she could not help but back away, and she ran toward the stairs.

“Mrs. Cooper! Elliot’s awake! He opened his eyes!” Avery cried.

Mrs. Cooper rushed up the stairs upon hearing Avery’s voice.

“Master Elliot opens his eyes every day, Madam, but it doesn’t mean he’s awake. Look, he’s not responding to anything we’re saying right now,” Mrs. Cooper said. She then sighed and added, “The doctors said that there’s a very low probability for someone in a vegetative state to wake up.”

Avery still felt a lingering uneasiness and said, “Can I leave the lights on at night? I’m a little scared.”

“Of course,” Mrs. Cooper said. “Go to bed soon. You have to visit the old mansion tomorrow. I’ll wake you in the morning.”

“Okay,” Avery responded.

Cooper walked off, Avery changed into her pajamas and got into

Elliot and watched his striking features. She stretched her hand out and

your mind, Elliot?” she asked, but there was no

pang of sadness. Compared to what

cold sleazy hands on all

his eyes

shock as her heart began to thump violently

people are conscious even when in a vegetative

feeling unsettled. After a while, she heard the sound of

Mrs. Foster, and no

family deal with her

heart tightened

wife to get back

wronged her

……

the morning the next day, Mrs. Cooper took Avery to the old mansion to visit Elliot’s mother, Rosalie

living room when Avery arrived, and

looked pleased with Avery’s manners. An obedient child would

you sleep last night, Avery?”

as she said,

wasn’t a bother, was

recalled Elliot’s handsome but unresponsive face and said sympathetically,

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