Chapter 1787
Ariana found herself trapped in the throes of a nightmare while she lay in a coma.
In her dream, she walked precariously along the edge of a cliff with Holden and her two children in tow.
The situation made her heart race with fear, and she was about to ask Holden to take the kids to safety.
However, before she could even voice her concern, she turned and found Holden along with the children falling into the chasm below.
Her anguished scream echoed as she lunged forward, desperate to save them.
However, it was too late.
Holden and the kids had disappeared into the unfathomable depths, beyond her reach.
Before Ariana could fully process the horror, a blinding white light engulfed her vision, forcing her eyes shut against its intensity.
As quickly as it appeared, the light vanished.
The rocky cliff morphed into a vast, menacing sea.
Holden and the children were nowhere to be seen.
The churning waters became a monstrous maw, threatening to drag Ariana under.
She thrashed and fought, but the pull was relentless.
Just as she felt herself slipping away, Ariana jolted awake.
Her heart raced, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
She gasped for air, her pale face contorted in pain.
A violent cough then wracked her body, sending sharp pangs through her chest.
Ariana clutched the bedside, disoriented.
As the fog of sleep lifted, memories of recent events came rushing back.
“Adele,” Ariana muttered, panic etched across her features.
Her eyes darted around the hospital room, searching frantically for her daughter.
She recalled using every ounce of strength to drag Adele to shore before losing consciousness.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Now, uncertainty gripped her.
Had Holden arrived in time to save Adele?
Lost in her tumultuous thoughts, Ariana flinched as a hand gently patted her back.
She recoiled like a startled cat, her coughing intensifying.
Holden hadn’t anticipated such a reaction from Ariana.
He had been keeping vigil at her bedside, watching as she awoke in a state of confusion.
Moments ago, he had stood to fetch her a glass of water.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Now, most of it had spilled onto his clothes due to her sudden movement.
Undeterred, he shrugged off his damp coat and poured another glass of water for Ariana.
“Drink some water to calm down,” he said softly, offering the glass to Ariana.
Holden’s familiar voice cut through Ariana’s haze.
Ariana tried to turn towards him, but the coughing left her trembling, her vision blurred.
Accepting the water, she drank it, feeling the cool liquid soothe her raw throat.
As the discomfort subsided, she looked up, her eyes finally focusing on the figure before her.
“Holden?” Ariana muttered, a glimmer of hope in her voice.
“Yes, it’s me,” Holden replied, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
He brushed a stray lock of hair from Ariana’s face.
“Do you need more water?”
Ariana shook her head, her voice a whisper.
“I’m not thirsty, but my chest aches.
”
Holden’s gaze fell to her chest, and his face mirrored his concern.
“Mitchel said you were almost struck right in the heart.
” Holden’s voice was thick with emotion.
“You should have seen it-the lake was filled with blood, and I was paralyzed with fear.
”