When I woke up again, half a month had already passed.The doctor said I had experienced significant trauma and that waking up at all was a stroke of luck.At this juncture, Terrence sat silently by my bedside, unable to meet my gaze. He was gravely injured, but ever since he left the ICU, he had stubbornly come to see me every single day despite everyone’s attempts to dissuade him.The ring on his finger was still there. I stared at the ring I had once yearned for and let out a long sigh.“Uncle, it’s time to wake up.”We were never meant to be, in any sense of the word. However, our fates were eerily similar—losing our parents at a young age and leaning on each other to make it this far. For me, the line between familial love and romantic love has always been blurred.Perhaps my wounds were all caused by him, but deep down, I couldn’t bring myself to wholly love or hate him. He had been there for me every sleepless night after losing my parents. In my not-so-long life, he had o
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