NovelStartChapter 1036: As she spoke, she continued tending to Albin with quiet, loving gestures-adjusting his cushion, brushing a hand over his, checking if he was comfortable. Carrie gave her a warm smile. “But you saw something even more beautiful than the aurora." Camille looked at her, puzzled. "What do you mean?" Albin reached for her hand. His fingers closed gently around hers, and when Camille turned to him, she met a gaze that gleamed like stars scattered across a still lake.
Carrie's eyes drifted to their clasped hands, and a soft, knowing smile touched her lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCamille paused, her expression slowly softening. She curled her fingers around Albin's and said, "You're right. I did." Albin added, his voice quiet and full of affection, "The wish I made beneath the aurora ctrue. Maybe it really had power." There was no need to ask what he had wished for. Camille already knew.
She gave his shoulder a light tap, feigning irritation. "Even if it worked, you're not allowed to go again. If something like this ever happens once more, I won't come." "Looking for you. I'll go find a few handsmen to distract myself." Albin chuckled, slipping his arms around her from behind and resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Understood, my beloved." "Beloved?" Camille huffed, rolling her eyes. "Don't go claiming people without their permission." Her words were teasing, but her eyes shimmered with laughter.
Carrie watched them, the image stirring something quiet and long-buried within her.
For a brief second, her smile faltered-then returned, tinged with bittersweet warmth.
"It's getting late," she said lightly. "I should head out. No point interrupting your moment. Seeing you both safe is more than enough for me.” Lat3zt chapt3rz found at glovels.☐☐☐ Camille rose at once. "I'll walk you out." But before she stepped away, she glanced back at Albin, still reluctant to leave his side.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarrie waved her phone with a grin. "No need. Stay with him. I'll call Daxton-he said he'd be in the garden." Camille hesitated. "Are you sure you don't want him to cup and get you?" “I'm not a child," Carrie laughed. “I'll call him now and meet him downstairs." "Alright—just letknow when you get hsafely." Camille relented.
With a final smile, Carrie left the hospital room. She reached for her phone to make the call-only to discover the screen had gone dark. The battery was dead.
She hesitated for a moment, considering whether to go back and borrow a charger. But Daxton had mentioned the garden–he was likely nearby. Sliding the phone back into her bag, she headed toward the elevator.
As Carrie approached the elevator, a sudden prickle crawled up her m spine-a distinct sensation of being watched.
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