Startled, he then called out, “Quick, go find a doctor!”
Josephine seemed to have fallen into a long dream where she went back to her childhood.
Daphne had locked her inside a storage room. The house was dark, and she was swallowed by the darkness as if falling into a black vortex.
She desperately pounded on the door, but no one answered her.
When she was in utmost despair, the closed door slowly opened, and a beam of light shone through the crack. It got bigger and brighter, illuminating her eyes.
That tall and majestic figure was bathed in the holy light like a god coming down to drive away the gloom around her.
He reached out his hand and rolled up the sleeve of his white shirt. His slender fingers then appeared in front of her, breaking through all her defenses.
Like the hand of God saving the world, she became his most devout follower from then on.
Trembling, she reached out her hand to grab his, but the hand suddenly withdrew.
She hurriedly got up and tried to catch that hand, but she missed it. In the end, the door closed again, and she fell back into the darkness once more.
Josephine shot open her eyes. The light above her head was blinding. She gasped heavily for air, unable to shake off the chaos in her dream.
“She’s awake.” Avery’s voice sounded next to her.
“You tell her.”
“I…Shouldn’t you tell her, Tyler?”
“Do you think it’s appropriate?”
Josephine turned her head and saw Tyler and Avery standing at the bedside, arguing about something.
Tyler cleared his throat, patted Avery’s shoulder, and turned to leave.
Josephine propped herself up and gestured to Avery, “What were you guys talking about?”
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