The Forbidden Cure
Mia blinked at him in surprise, her reaction to the sudden declaration. Her lashes quivered, her dark eyes glinting with suspicion.
"Darling… truly? What are you saying?"
Her tone was soft, too softly spoken, but underneath that low quality was something barbed—unstable pleading, shaking with the fearful hope she dared not say.
Leon's throat functioned. He swallowed, the pulse pounding in his ears. His lips parted, but the words did not get out. Instead, his heart howled.
System… hey, System. Tell me up front. Are you saying the truth? You… you did find a way?
The familiar voice came back, humming through his head like an echo both within and without.
[Yes, bro. Trust me. I found a way.]
Leon's breath hitched. His gaze darted to Mia, then to her unconscious mother white as a ghost on the bed.
Really? He thought frantically. Then tell me—tell me fast!
