Chapter 816: The Painful Wait

Accompanied by his hoarse voice, Keira Leaf felt a patch of warmth and wetness on her neck.

Her eyes started to focus, and after she slowly closed them, a flood of tears flowed over, wetting the quilt. Her fingers, which rested lightly on the quilt, twitched slightly, and finally, she slowly lifted her hand, little by little, and placed it on his head, comforting him repeatedly as if trying to offer him some solace.

Joshua Sulliven held her even tighter and asked with a quiver, "Was it really my fault?"

Keira continued to comfort him gently, her eyes open now, looking outside the window. The night breeze was cool, making the branches shiver, and the lights were blurred — who could then distinguish right from wrong?

Perhaps love has no right or wrong. Is what you believe in, what you pursue, really right?

"Felicity, stop torturing yourself... and stop torturing me..." Joshua Sulliven desperately sought her body heat, afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.