My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 407

"Because I looked just like a fluffy little fox!"

"He was such a good boy, always following me."

As she spoke, she cupped her face, seemingly lost in a blend of longing and reminiscence.

"Do you still remember him?"

The man's voice, rough with a gritty texture, echoed in her ear. Xanthea nodded, "Of course, but I never really saw his face. He just left, without even saying a goodbye."

"But I remember his eyes!"

"Like stars in the night sky, twinkling; they are so clear and bright, they could suck you right in."

"Ori, would you get jealous if I say this."

She suddenly turned, only to fall into a pair of deep, dark eyes that seemed bottomless, with only the pupils shimmering brightly, just like the stars in the sky.

For a moment, they seemed to overlap with the eyes from her memory.

"Huh? Ori, you kinda look like him!"

Xanthea shook her head, feeling like she must have been drunk.

"Xannie."

Orion's heart throbbed, gripping her hand tighter.

"But you're definitely not him. He's long gone."

The next second, she collapsed into his arms, her breathing even and steady.

Orion looked down, his gaze hiding all the turmoil and affection, and gently kissed her forehead. "Xannie, I never left. I've always been by your side."

"Pretty Sister! Pretty Sister, wake up! The sun's out and shining!"

In the morning, Xanthea was roused by a child's noisy yet innocent voice.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and, upon seeing a small bun holding onto her feet, she was stunned.