#Chapter 223: He Squeezed My Hand

I walk into Nyktos’s room with a strong determination. Nyktos needs to wake up. Sylas believes that I’m the one who will be able to wake him. I hold onto that confidence, making it my own…

Right up until I come to Nyktos’s bedside and get a truly good look at him.

He looks even worse up close than he had through the window. He truly looks like a corpse lying there, the hospital bed his coffin. I