Sweet Subterfuge

He used a tissue to carefully wipe her tears away, letting out a very soft sigh. “If you miss him so much, why don’t you tell him the
truth? Then she would not need to act shifty or anything like that and video call him as she was,
“No.” Larissa’s refusal was very decisive.
Aster was precocious compared to other kids his age, and he was much more mature than them too. A regular kid might not
understand
what a car crash or broken legs meant but Aster did.
“I don’t want him to worry about me.
They were an ocean apart. She could never make Wendy bring him back again. Therefore, he could only panic over there, or
worry needlessly over her every day. She did not wish for that to happen. Her only wish was for Aster to live happily every single
day.
Kevan clearly saw the forlornness in her eyes. His heart softening, he nearly suggested helping her transfer over to Aldavia. He
had his own private plane. so transferring an immobile patient on a bed was not a problem.
But- He knew that il she went back, she might never come back to Caldor. He could not bear to part with her, nor was he willing
to spend the rest of his days gazing at her pictures like he did six years ago. He wanted her to be by his side, alive and human.
50. he had to hurry up and remove any obstacle that prevented them from being together as well as eliminating all her concems.
The Seymours were the first.
“Can I request something of you? Larissa’s succen question brought Kevan back,
“Tell me.”
“If you have nothing on at night could you come to the hospital? I would like to listen when you and Aster call each other.”
Larissa’s gaze was camest.
Kewan did not hesitate at all. “Sure.” He could barely describe his feelings right now-being thrilled made up a good had cl it, but
there was some worry as wel. From this day onward, he did not need to wrangle his brain ler excuses to come see her, and he
could come over as he pleased. Sadly, Gary’s animosity toward him would increase further.

Having cried so much, fatigue overtook Larissa very quickly. Unable to hold on, she closed her eyes, blearity bidding Kevan
goodnight.
After her breathing had evened out. Kevan got out of his char again to sit at the head of the bed, watching her quietly for quite a
while by way of the weak light filtering through the little window above the door.
He had not had the chance to be alone with her for a very long time. Once the sky brightened up, the rain stopped, transport was
restored. and when the Logans came, he would have to leave. Therefore, every minute and every second here was very
precious to him, and he could not bear to waste time.
The rain increased and decreased at times, changing from roaring downpours to pitter-patters. The gray clouds gradually
dissipated, and the sun peeked through a crack in the clouds, and the sky brightened quite a bit.
is gaze frally moved Smiling, he leaned down to kiss Larissa’s forehead gently. “Good morning, baby.