Chapter 96: Sleep
Beatrix jolted awake to find Rhys hovering above her. So it was a dream. Everything was a dream.
Blinking the tears away, he saw Rhys’ face morphed with pain. Her gaze averted to Damien’s body lying on the hospital bed.
He was still the same, tubes and machines were attached to him. His beautiful eyes closed.
Her lower lip quivered as she tried to maintain her composure, but it was no use. A tear rolled down her cheek, followed by another, and then another.
She let out a choked sob and covered her face with her hands, her shoulders shaking with the force of her crying.
Rhys pulled her into his arms.
"Shs—Shss——" he rubbed her back gently to calm her down.
She let out ragged sobs that shook her entire body, her shoulders trembling with the force of her grief.
The room was filled with the sound of her weeping, an anguished chorus that echoed off the walls and seemed to fill every corner of the space. As she cried, she felt a sense of release, as if all the pain and sadness that had been building up inside her was finally finding an outlet.
But at the same time, she knew that this was just the beginning of a long and difficult journey, and that she would have to find the strength to keep going.
"Beatrix..." Rhys pulled away and held her chin forcing her to look at him but Beatrix averted her gaze.