- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Soren offered a nod of agreement, his expression solemn.
Outside, a flash of lightning split the night sky, its brilliant light piercing through the window. It cast an eerie glow
upon Quinn's face, accentuating her pallor. In the absence of any other light, her visage was ghostly, a chilling
reminder of those who had passed.
Soren lingered by the bed, his gaze never straying from Quinn. Hours ticked by, each one heavy with
anticipation. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Quinn stirred.
Her eyes fluttered open, the stark white ceiling coming into focus. A flicker of confusion danced in her eyes, a
silent testament to her disorientation.
"Quinn, are you awake?" Soren's voice cut through the silence.
Her eyelashes fluttered in response, her head turning ever so slightly in his direction.
"Do you remember me, Quinn? I'm Soren," he ventured, his voice laced with a mixture of hope and trepidation.
Quinn's gaze met his, her eyes weak yet intense. The unsettling depth of her stare had Soren swallowing hard.
He pointed to his nose, a silent plea for recognition.
"Do you not recognize me?" His question echoed in the room, unanswered.
Quinn remained silent, her gaze unwavering.
A sigh escaped Soren's lips as he muttered to himself, "Has it really gotten this bad?"
His brow furrowed in concern. "That can't be right. The doctor said it wouldn't progress this quickly."
"Have you been taking the medication | gave you?" His question hung in the air, unanswered.
His words tumbled out in a rush, a desperate attempt to make sense of the situation. His rambling was
interrupted when Quinn suddenly lifted her hand, gesturing weakly. "I remember." Soren's confusion was evident.
He couldn't decipher her gesture.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt
Recognizing his confusion, Quinn mustered the strength to nod.
Relief washed over Soren at her response. "So, you do remember me?"
Quinn nodded again, her movement slow but deliberate.
"That's a relief. Have you been taking your medication on time?" Soren continued, his voice a blend of relief and
concern.
Quinn's response was a flutter of her eyelashes, her gaze dropping to her lap. The faint shadows cast by her
delicate lashes danced on her cheeks.
If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for
free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you!
Soren sighed deeply, his voice laced with earnest concern. "Quinn, you need to eat regularly. If you don't, this
illness of yours..."
He trailed off, not wanting to paint a bleak picture. He quickly changed his tone. "If you manage to take your
medication on time, your illness shouldn't worsen for at least two more years." Despite his words, Soren was
being conservative. Given Quinn's current condition, two years seemed overly optimistic. It would be a victory if
she could hold on for another six months. Quinn made a feeble attempt to reach for her cell phone, but her
strength failed her. Her arm fell back onto the bed, limp and lifeless.
"Quinn, if there's anything you want to say, wait until you've regained sstrength," Soren reassured her. "I'm
not going anywhere. I'll get you ssoup."
With that, he hurried out of the room. He returned shortly, a bowl of soup cradled in his hands.
He propped Quinn up and brought a Sebastianful of soup to her lips. "Quinn, please eat something."
She peered at the soup he held out to her, her lips pursed. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and
took a sip.
Soren sighed in relief, quickly scooping up another Sebastianful. "Con, have smore. You haven't eaten
anything in two days."
Quinn quietly consumed the soup. By the tthe bowl was empty, she felt a slight return of strength.
She reached for the cell phone on the bedside table, typing out a message for Soren to read.
[Am | dying?]
Soren froze at her words, his
movements stalling. He musteredia
weak sie, Tretschndenie, Quinn.
Youlrestil so young. How could you
be dying?" The content is on
novelenglish.net! Read the latest
chapter there!
A realization dawned on him. "You're not eating because you think you're dying, aren't you?"
Quinn fell silent, her quiet acknowledgment resonating in the room.
She had spent a day lying on the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
couch, waking up to a world spinning
out of control, her jnghyndabed:
A freer Eh fingers, a
sharp pain throbbed in her stomach
and throughout her body. In that
moment, she truly believed her end
was near. The content is on
novelenglish.net! Read the latest
chapter there!
She had braced herself for the
inevitable, only to awaken once fpore.
alive and in her pedduniabout
JBUIINSS) need to talk to you,"
Soren's voice broke through her
thoughts. The content is on
novelenglish.net! Read the latest
chapter there!