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Chapter 916: Even though Kellan had tried to protect her during the fall, her injuries had reopened.

The pain was unbearable.

Blood spilled from her and stained the grass.

Half-conscious, Allison whispered, Lets… lets get out of here first.

But she couldnt even manage to stand.

Kellan picked Allison up off the ground, completely ignoring his own pain.

His hands were covered in blood.

When he realized this, his voice trembled with emotion.

Allison, stay with me.

Dont fall asleep.

Well be home soon.

But Allisons mind was slipping.

Kellans voice sounded far away, like it was coming through a fog, hard to make out.

She fought to stay awake.

Dont worry… She wanted to reassure him, but the last thing she saw was the redness in his eyes.

Cold tears dripped onto her cheeks.

Kellan, are you crying? she wondered inwardly.

She wanted to ask him, but she had no strength lefttoo weak to even open her mouth.

Allison had never seen Kellan cry for anyone.

She wondered if she was just imagining it.

At that moment, her eyelids grew heavier.

As darkness closed in on her vision, she drifted into unconsciousness.

It felt like Allison was trapped in a long, endless dream.

Her mind tangled with pain and confusion, unable to distinguish what was real.

Lɑtєst chαptєrs in g????l????ovєls.????????m She had no idea how much time passed, but she faintly heard someone speaking close to her ear.

Allison, please, open your eyes and look at me.

You promised youd come home with me.

The voice sounded so familiar.

But in her foggy state, Allison couldnt remember anything.

She could only barely feel her hand being held tightly.

The other persons hand was strong and warm, as if trying to merge with hers.

He was scared of losing her, yet feared hurting her.

Allison, Im waiting for you to wake up.

Allison wanted to open her eyes, but she couldnt.

It felt like she was lost in a dream, stumbling through thick fog, catching a fleeting glimpse of her mothers figure.

Mom, dont go.

Allison reached out, grabbing the hem of the womans garment.

The woman, her face hidden by mist, turned to face her.

Allison, be good.

You cant come with me.

She softly stroked Allisons head.

Wake up.

So many people are waiting for you.

Allison felt tears welling in her eyes.

She wanted to hold onto the woman, but she disappeared without a sound.

The end of the dream was what finally helped Allison slowly open her eyes.

Where was she? .

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