I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 808

I put my phone down and got ready for bed. A small nightlight was on in the room, casting a soft glow that was easy on the eyes but still bright enough to make out the furniture.

I frowned slightly in the direction of the window, then turned over and closed my eyes to sleep.

In that state between sleep and wakefulness, I heard the wail of an ambulance. Suddenly, I was in a hospital corridor. Doctors and nurses rushed a gurney toward the emergency room. I caught a glimpse of the patient—it was Steven, covered in blood, lying motionless.

I tried to follow them in, but a doctor stopped me. I could only watch helplessly as the emergency room doors swung shut. Trembling, I sank into a chair in the waiting area.

I don't know how much time passed before the doctor emerged and simply shook his head at me.

I stared at the ER doors in disbelief before my body went limp and I collapsed to the floor. “No, it can't be… Steven! Steven!”

I shot up in bed with a gasp, realizing I was still in my room. Slowly, my panic began to subside.

The nightmare had felt so real. For a moment, I had truly felt a sharp pain in my heart, and now I was drenched in a cold sweat.

A flash of lightning lit up the sky outside, and I instinctively looked toward the window. The image of Steven, bloody and lifeless from my dream, resurfaced in my mind.

I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It was almost 11 PM. More than three hours had passed; surely he'd gone home by now.

The sound of the rain had stopped. I got out of bed, wanting to open the window for some fresh air.

But as soon as I pulled back the curtain, I saw him. He was still standing there, in the exact same spot.

I froze for a second, then a fresh wave of anger washed over me. Did he think he was invincible?

I pressed my lips together, grabbed a coat, and headed downstairs, where I immediately ran into the butler carrying a glass of milk.

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