The attic of the mountaintop villa had been cleaned thoroughly.
Under my threats, Damien had converted the attic into a sterile ward, equipped with all sorts of medical equipment.
Dexter had yet to regain consciousness. He had to stay in a sterile environment in order to prevent his wounds from getting infected.
He had been living in the basement for so long. Now, he could feel the sun's warmth
Dexter slept for a whole 12 hours before slowly waking up. When he did, he looked at the sunlight outside the window. He probably thought he was still dreaming.
I continue to sit beside the bed watching him.
He wasn't at all shocked when he first saw me. Instead, he smiled and said, 'This dream is wonderful, Sophia." It was a wonderful dream, with sunlight and me around.
I just stared at him, my mood looking glum.
It took Dexter some time to realize that he wasn't dreaming. He immediately shot up, his expression started changing. "Sophia..."
