Chapter 51

Orabella:

After what felt like a century, I slowly woke up from a long sleep. I opened my eyes then, but my limbs were stiff as if plaster had been poured on them; I couldn't move. Even so, tears still rolled down my cheeks.

According to what I saw, I was brought home, and a familiar room met my eyes, and the natural floral scent I liked the most. Everything is so normal that I can imagine it clearly with my eyes closed. However, my heart is empty, and I have lost the most crucial thing in life.

"Edward…" I whispered, my mouth dry and my tears falling like rain again, my chest constricting as I remembered what he had endured.

A bloody Edward appeared before my eyes, his face pale and groans of pain.

I reached out, wanting to touch it, but the image immediately disappeared. I smiled bitterly, and it turned out it was just my imagination.

Just as I wanted to sit up, the door opened again. A face so familiar that I hated it appeared in my sight. He was surprised to see me awake; in those