Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63 Dreams And Truths

Chapter 63 Dreams And Truths

Baron’s POV

I reached the laboratory door and found Yvonne frozen outside it, her hand raised to knock.

I ignored her and stepped back into the sterile ward.

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Then suddenly, a small, broken cry slipped from Natalie’s lips as I saw her jaw tighten, her knuckles whitening against the bedsheets.

She blinked, her eyes darting around the blue–20

someone.

room, clearly looking for something or perhaps

She let out a breathy laugh, a sound so thin and brittle. “I’m going mad,” she whispered to the empty air.

I stood in the doorway, my heart hammering against my ribs. She thought she was hallucinating.

“Absurd,” she murmured.

I watched her through the glass… I could see the wheels of her mind turning.

I pushed the door open; the hiss of the pneumatic seal made her head turn.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked, my voice low.

She looked at me, a faint, weary smile touching her ruined face. “A ridiculous dream, Baron. I woke up trying to analyze it, and now I feel like a fool.”

I stilled, my hand resting on the foot of the bed. “A dream? Tell me.”

“You actually want to hear it?”

“Every word.”

She took a shallow breath, her eyes brightening for a moment.

“I dreamt… that two adorable children were here… right here by my bed.” She paused, pointing at the bed.

“They were calling me ‘Mommy.‘ They were so sweet, so lively. When they spoke, I felt as if my heart was melting. It was the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever had.”

She paused, the light in her eyes fading into a self–deprecating shadow. “But that’s impossible. It’s the most absurd dream you’ve ever heard, right?”

She laughed softly, looking at me.

I didn’t laugh; I couldn’t even move. I just stared at her with a blank expression.

Her pulse monitor began to skip, the steady beep quickening. “Baron? Why are you looking at me like that?”

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My throat tightened. “Do you hate him?” I asked quietly. “The Witch Doctor?”

The question startled her…. she blinked, confused by the sudden shift in tone.

“Hate him?” she mused. “No, he set a condition, and I accepted it. It was a transaction, Baron. He took what he wanted, and he gave me the cure Jensen needed. It was a fair trade. Why should I hate a man for a bargain I agreed to?”

Her tone was calm and annoyingly casual.

I had almost wished for her anger. If she hated the Witch Doctor, at least there would be a passion there.

It would have been a different story; instead, she had filed it away as a completed contract.

The fact that the children existed was a truth that could no longer be contained. I had never been a man of hesitation, but looking at Natalie, I found myself wavering.

She noticed the tension in my shoulders, the way my jaw was set. “Why are you asking about the Witch Doctor now?”

I took a deep breath, turning fully toward her.

“Because the egg the Witch Doctor took from you back then… it wasn’t for a stranger.” I said, my voice sounding like gravel. “It was combined with mine in a lab.”

Natalie’s expression went completely blank… the monitor beside her spiked even more.

“Natalie, we have a pair of twins. They’re four years old… the boy is Sean, and the girl is Susie. You weren’t dreaming, you didn’t hallucinate. I brought them here to see you while you were drifting.”

I laid it all out, expecting her to scream. I expected her to recoil in horror at the cold, calculated way I had created a family without her consent.

But she just froze.

It was as if her mind had reached a processing limit as she stared at me, her lips parted but no sound coming out.

Seeing her shock, I pulled my phone from my pocket and handed it to her.

“These are them, and if you want to see them in the flesh, I can have them here in minutes.”

Natalie looked down at the screen–the image was of Sean and Susie sitting on the dock of the island.

The heart monitor stopped and then restarted with a thundering force.

They had my brow, my mouth–but the eyes were hers.

Natalie had been an orphan since she was eighteen, cast out by the Summers family, and she had believed she was utterly alone in the universe.

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And now, I was telling her she had a son and a daughter.

“Sean? Susie?” she whispered, her voice cracking as tears began to brim in her eyes.

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She was overwhelmed… her fingers hovered over the screen, trembling as if she were afraid the image would vanish if she touched it.

“They have my eyes,” she whispered, tracing the screen. “But that smile… that’s yours.”

I felt a sharp, painful tightening in my chest.

“Aren’t you going to yell at me?”

“Yell at you for what?” she asked, looking up at me, her face wet with tears. “For giving me a son and a daughter? For raising them so well that they look so… so happy?”

Then suddenly a glint of recognition flashed through her eyes.

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