The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1818

Serena could feel her spirit, slowly and painfully slipping away from her body.

"Serena, Serena."

A familiar voice softly whispered her name.

Could it be Martha?

It was Martha's voice!

With all the strength she could muster, Serena tried to pry her eyelids open, searching for Martha's silhouette. But all she saw was darkness, as if she was trapped in a cold and shadowy void, blind to her surroundings.

She was scared, panicked, and she desperately wanted to ask Martha where she was, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out.

"Hold on, you can't die."

Martha's voice was as gentle and resolute as a breeze from the past, "Hang in there, you must."

Tears streamed down Serena's face. How she longed to speak to Martha, but her body was devoid of strength.

She couldn't see Martha, couldn't touch her, didn't know where she was.

She wanted to tell Martha that the Collins had given up on her, truly abandoned her, indifferent to whether she lived or died, left her to perish in the bone-chilling basement.

She yearned for someone to hold her.

She was so cold.

Her whole body ached with an unbearable pain.