Seeing her awake, Allie immediately grabbed Avery by the sides of her neck, shaking the latter vigorously. Hatred churned in Allie's eyes as an urge to tear Avery apart washed over her.
Avery was frail, to begin with. She had just regained consciousness but was vigorously shaken by Allie, causing her to feel dizzy again.
She couldn't even make out the scene in front of her eyes before she slipped back into unconsciousness.
She felt so utterly exhausted that she just wanted to close her eyes forever, never wishing to open them again.
In her weariness, Avery saw Cayden in her dreams.
His figure was slender and straight as a pine. The sight of his silhouette alone was enough to make her heart flutter.
In her dream, she ran toward him with joy, calling out his name loudly.
Cayden turned around.
His face was as exquisite as a sculpture, his lips tightly pressed in a stern expression. Yet, the moment he saw her, he smiled at her.
Tears suddenly welled up in Avery's eyes. For a moment, she dared not touch him, fearing that he would disappear inexplicably like a mirage.
Cayden's eyes were brimming with deep affection.
He slowly approached her, took her hand, and gently kissed it. “Silly girl, can't you take care of yourself when I'm not around?”
Tears welled up in Avery's eyes.
She reached out, intending to touch Cayden's body. However, before her fingers could make contact, he suddenly vanished into thin air.
“Cayden...”
Avery woke up abruptly from a deep slumber, only to find herself still in the hospital.
The room was lit only by a faint, dim light, and Claire was lying by her bedside.
At that moment, she had no mood to ponder why Claire was there. Her heart was filled with thoughts of Cayden. So it turns out, everything that just happened was all a figment of my imagination. So it was a dream...
Avery tightly covered her lips, looking at the pitch-black night sky through the window, silently sobbing. How I wish time can turn back time, returning to the moment you departed. If I had known this would be the outcome, I would have held onto you tightly that day. Even if it took all my strength, I would have kept you here.
Tears began to stream down Avery's cheeks as she cried uncontrollably.
Even though her voice was soft, it still managed to disturb Claire, who was sleeping lightly.
Claire switched on the room lights, and the warm yellow glow illuminated everything in the ward.
She saw Avery's tear-streaked face and held the latter close. Claire's eyes, red from staying up all night, gradually becoming moist. “Ery, believe me, everything will pass.”
The warm light, coupled with Claire's gentle voice, finally brought Avery back to her senses.
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