The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 577

Sophia, her nose red from crying, nodded obediently. "I understand."

Nathalie left the room. Stepping out into the hallway, the thought of having to contact Freddy again gave her a headache.

She had just drawn a firm boundary with him, and now she was the one reaching out. It made her look completely inconsistent.

With a heavy sigh, she went upstairs to check on her grandmother.

"Grandma, Sophia's fine. She just got back a bit late. I told her to get some rest in her room. She'll be over to keep you company first thing in the morning."

Adelaide, who had been anxiously waiting for news, visibly relaxed and nodded.

"Good. You should go get some rest too."

"I will."

...

Instead of going straight to her room, Nathalie spent an hour at the indoor shooting range. Afterward, she decided to peek in on Jasper.

The little boy’s face was alarmingly pale, and he looked entirely drained. He sat on the bed, clutching an ugly stuffed toy, staring blankly ahead.

Even when she walked right up to his bedside, he didn't react.

"Jasper."

Nathalie called his name softly.

Jasper jolted slightly, as if snapping out of a trance. He blinked his large eyes up at her. "Nathalie."

Nathalie hummed in response. "Aren't you tired?"

Jasper shook his head, hugging his toy tighter. "I keep having nightmares. I dreamt a monster ate my legs..." he whispered nervously.

A sudden wave of sorrow washed over Nathalie.

She looked at the small child—not even four years old, and condemned to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

His future had already been half-destroyed.

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