Chapter 1364


    Thssa fought to contain the fear and pain welling up inside her, convincing herself that Lysander had merely fallen asleep.


    She called out to him, certain he would awaken.


    But no matter how loudly she called his name, there was no response.


    Her hands, wrapped around his back, felt a warm, sticky liquid. Even without looking, she knew it was Lysander’s blood.


    Before he had copsed, his mouth had been oozing fresh blood.


    Her cheek brushed against his, still warm to the touch, his skin firm and masculine as ever.


    Trembling, Thssa cradled Lysander''s face in her hands, gently lifting his head to face her. Through her tear-blurred vision, she


    saw blood flow from a gash on his head, cascading across his thick brow, past his handsome eyes, and even trickling down his.


    nose to his lips.


    The scene was a dagger to Thssa''s heart, the pain so intense it threatened to suffocate her. Yet, a sliver of hope lingered —


    Lysander was just injured, merely unconscious, and he would recover.


    Her breath caught in her throat, and with shaking hands, she reached out to feel his breath.


    The robust, deep breaths of the past were now so faint they were almost imperceptible.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Realization struck; her hand froze mid-air, her pupils dted, and her body became rigid as tears momentarily forgot to fall.


    Then, an agonizing pain spread from her core, threatening to tear her apart.


    "No! Lysander, don’t die! Please don''t!"


    A heart-wrenching cry tore from Thssa''s depths, a cry of unbearable pain.


    Clutching Lysander''s lifeless body, she struggled to sit up, cradling his limp form in her arms, sobbing uncontrobly, her voice


    choked with tears. "Lysander, I''ll take you to the hospital. Please stay with me, don’t you dare sleep..."


    Her entire body shook as she attempted to reach for her cell phone to call for an ambnce, but the fear of leaving Lysander


    alone, even for a moment, paralyzed her.


    She couldn''t bear to let him go, her heart aching as if cleaved by a knife, making it hard to even breathe.


    Dazed and trembling, she looked around for her phone, but her mind was nk on its whereabouts.


    She wanted to set Lysander down to search for the phone, but the fear that it might be a final act of separation was


    overwhelming.


    Crying in despair, her voice weak, she pleaded, "Lysander, please wake up. If you just wake up, I''ll forgive everything. | won''t


    drive you away again... Please, wake up..."


    When the vigers heard the explosion, their first instinct was to flee.


    They rushed out of their homes, and when the chaos subsided, they gathered around Thssa''s house to see what had


    happened.


    To their shock, they found Thssa clutching a man, her cries heart-wrenching, while Astrid was buried under the rubble, her


    whereabouts unknown.


    The vigers whispered among themselves, pointing and specting.


    Through the swirling dust, Thssa


    saw the vigers. Still mote ie cstee


    Lysander''s warrrcboy, Wer voice


    dedh eas she yelled, "Please,


    someone call 911, hurry! | beg you..."


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    "Thssa, don''t panic. I''ll call for help. Just stay calm," an elderly neighbor reassured her while dialing emergency services.


    "Thank... thank you..." Thssa''s voice shook.


    As she spoke, Lysander''s body slumped backward, his unconscious form offering no resistance.


    Realizing he was about to fall,


    Thssa pulled him closer,


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    tiodt, A ir foreheads touching. His


    blood smeared over her, but she did


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    Through misty eyes and a body chilled with fear, Thssa whispered, "Lysander, the doctors will be here soon. Just hang on.


    Don''t give up, or I''ll never forgive you..."


    In the sky, Susan maneuvered the


    helicopter with a distant Se sl


    droppin ombsonthssa s vi.


    Sh ched as Thssa''s home


    crumbled, no one emerging from the


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    The sky was a haze of dust and debris, obscuring her view of the aftermath. But she was certain no one inside could have


    survived.


    She had never flown a helicopter before, having spent just half an hour learning. It seemed her crash course had paid off.