“No!” Jonathan tried to keep his emotions in check, gently caressing Estelle’s face. “Don’t overthink it. What you
need now is to get sgood rest!” “Don’t be mad!” Estelle locked her gaze on him, her eyes still a bit red from
crying the day before, nervously watching him. Jonathan turned away, the tense profile of his face seeming to
struggle with controlling something within. His throat worked continuously, and after a while, he turned back to
look at Estelle, “If you have the energy to talk, then tell me, what's going on with you right now?” Estelle paused,
quickly realizing he already knew. She confessed, “I keep falling into nightmares, reliving that ambush we walked
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtinto seven years ago, watching Wolf and the others die in front ofover and over again.” “At first, | couldn't
tell which world was real when | woke up. Now, even when I'm awake, | get these moments of disorientation, as
if Wolf and others are calling out to me.” Jonathan's face becgloomy as he said, “So, you're thinking of
leavingbehind to go find your teammates?” “No!” Estelle immediately shook her head. “Every tI'm
trapped in those illusions, it’s thinking of you that snapsout of it. Sometimes | feel guilty, thinking that it's
because | can’t let go of you, that | haven't rejoined them.” Jonathan's expression didn’t relax at all at her words;
his eyes grew more intense because what Estelle was saying was that she hadn’t reunited with her teammates
because she couldn't let go of him. In her heart, her teammates were still alive in another world, waiting for her.
A tumult of emotions weighed heavy on Jonathan's heart, but his face remained impassive, only becoming more
tender as he kissed her forehead, “Stop thinking about all that. Do you want to sleep more, or should we get you
something to eat?” Estelle looked up at him and said, “I just want to hug you.” Jonathan leaned down, careful of
her injuries, and held her gently. “Get well soon, and you can hugall you want.” “Are you still angry?” Estelle
asked. “What good does being angry do? | still have to pamper and spoil you, don’t 1?” Jonathan feigned
nonchalance, peppering her cheek with light kisses. “I'm just angry with myself, that’s all.” “I'll listen to you from
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnow on!” Estelle’s eyes were clear as she looked at him. A sudden pain clutched at Jonathan's heart as he held
her face and murmured, “I'll listen to you, too.” “Mhm!” Estelle chuckled softly. Seeing a redness at the bottom
of Jonathan's eyes, she said with concern, “Haven't you rested at all?” “It’s okay, I'm not tired, nor sleepy,”
Jonathan replied. “Cup here,” Estelle said. The bed was spacious, more than enough for two. Jonathan lay
down beside her, their fingers entwined. “Want to rest for a bit?” Estelle shook her head and said, “I don’t want
to sleep. Just talk to me.” “Alright!” . (Image) Visit novelenglish.net
to read full content. (Image) “Do you want something like a fairy-tale castle, like Magdalen’s?” “No need for
something that grand! Just a simple ceremony will do.” “Thought about your bridesmaids yet?” Visit
englishto read full content. (Image) “That sounds great!” They chatted for a while, and then Estelle
turned to Jonathan, “There’s one more thing.”