Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 301

That night, Bonnie's heart had swelled with a warmth that completely swept away her days of frustration. She never touched the video game again, but she always curled up next to Lawrence whenever he played. She never found the noise disruptive. In fact, she could easily read a book right beside him, sometimes getting so absorbed that she didn't even notice when he finished playing and just sat there, staring at her with utter devotion.

Later, Lawrence told her that he felt he could sit with her like that forever. Even when they didn't speak and just focused on their own tasks, it was never awkward. It felt as comfortable as a married couple of decades, yet carried the electric spark of a brand-new romance. They had managed to capture both passion and quiet intimacy.

He had asked how he could possibly love her this much, and then asked if she loved him back. Bonnie had said yes.

Lawrence had claimed all of her firsts. Because of that, it took her an agonizingly long time to adapt to a life where every second ticked by without him.

Bonnie had once heard a saying: loving someone too deeply drained every drop of emotion from your soul. If that person vanished, they left behind an absolute emotional vacuum. No matter who you met afterward, they would never compare, because the only feelings you had left were just a forced, hollow imitation of love.

Bonnie didn't entirely agree with the quote, nor could she completely deny it. Everyone defined love differently. She only knew that, back then, she had poured every ounce of her fiery devotion into Lawrence. It had to be him; no one else would do.

That was why the memories still felt so vibrant, as if they had just happened yesterday.

Sitting alone in the quiet hospital room, Bonnie spoke to the unconscious Lawrence, weaving their history into stories.

There were times when Lawrence kept his eyes open longer, his gaze sluggishly following her voice and movements. The caregiver mentioned he had looked after many patients in vegetative states. Sometimes they would turn over, snore, grind their teeth, or even laugh and cry, as if trapped in a vivid dream.

He added that Lawrence had only been in a coma for a month, so there was still hope. If it stretched past three months, the diagnosis would shift to a permanent vegetative state, and the chances of waking up would become incredibly slim.

He told Bonnie not to panic. Miracles, he said, were all perfectly scheduled by fate. If one was meant to happen, it would.

Bonnie just offered him a polite smile. She continued to arrive every morning, staying for a quiet hour before stepping back out into the world.