Chapter 1953


    After a tidal wave of sorrow, joy came crashing in so unexpectedly that Thssa couldn''t stop the tears from pouring down her cheeks. Seeing her cry, Lysander quickly reached out to wipe away her tears, chiding her gently, "Silly, why the tears?"


    "I''m just... I''m so happy," Thssa managed to say through her tears. Lysander was on his feet again, no longer bound to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He wouldn''t have to endure those pitying looks anymore.


    "Thssa!"


    Just as Thssa was overwhelmed with joy, a loud and clumsy voice broke the silence from the doorway. The voice was grating, pulling both Thssa and Lysander''s attention towards the entrance.


    Hertha stumbled in, initially panicked and fearful. Upon seeing Thssa standing there, safe and sound, her panic instantly dissipated. She rushed over, grabbing Thssa''s arms, examining her from head to toe.


    Tears welled up in her big, round eyes. "Thssa, I''m so relieved you''re okay! I was terrified, thinking something might have happened to you. I could never forgive myself!"


    And Lysander, he wouldn''t forgive her either, if anything had happened to Thssa. But thankfully, Thssa was standing there, unharmed. After pouring her heart out, Hertha sneaked a wary nce at Lysander.


    Even though Thssa was safe, the fact that she had been taken away and suffered was reason enough for Lysander to me someone. Hertha feared Lysander would hold her ountable. As she stealthily peeked at Lysander, his expression was stern and cold. His lips parted as if he was about to speak, which sent Hertha scurrying behind Thssa, pleading, "I know I was wrong, please, don''t be mad at me. I promise, I''ll never leave Thssa alone again. I''ll even apany her to the bathroom, wherever she needs to go...''


    Thssa could feel how genuinely scared Hertha was of Lysander reprimanding her. Hertha was her best friend, and she couldn''t bear to see her so frightened.


    Besides, it wasn''t Hertha''s fault. It''s unrealistic to expect someone to be by another''s side every second of the day. Moreover, it wasn''t like Hertha being there would have stopped Callum from harming her.


    Gently, Thssa tugged at Lysander''s arm, defending Hertha, "Lysander, please don''t me


    Hertha. This isn''t her fault. No oneet


    could have anticipated Callum''s actions. And honestly, if Callum was determined, having Hertha with me would only put her in danger,


    without changing the oue."


    Hertha listened from behind Thssa, grateful for her defense. Thssa knew Lysander well. Her words not only pleaded on Hertha''s behalf but alsoid out the situation logically.


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    Lysander looked at Thssa with a gentle gaze, as if even raising his voice might startle her. "Don''t worry, I wasn''t ming her."


    "Then why were you looking at me like you were about to throw me out..." Hertha mumbled from behind Thssa.


    "We should get going. Or would you prefer to stay here and explore the room a bit more?" Lysander teased Hertha before taking Thssa''s hand and heading towards the door.


    "Yikes!" Hertha eximed, her eyes wide as saucers as if she''d just discovered a new continent, staring at Lysander.


    Thssa and Lysander paused, turning towards her in surprise.


    Hertha tiptoed closer to Lysander, examining him curiously. "Weren''t you supposed to be in a wheelchair? How can you walk now?"