Chapter 28 A Dream Of Goodbye

• The mansion’s silence was profound that night, broken only by the occasional creak of the old wooden floors and the soft hum of the central heating. William McCloud lay in his expansive bed, his once robust frame now reduced to frail limbs and a weary heart. The room was dimly lit by a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the walls.
• He had spent many nights in this same room, but tonight was different. The sedatives Naomi had administered had allowed him a rare, untroubled sleep, and as he drifted into slumber, his mind was swept away to a different realm.
• In his dream, William found himself in a lush, sunlit garden. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant chirping of birds. It was a place he vaguely remembered, a blend of memory and imagination, filled with a sense of serene familiarity. As he wandered through this tranquil scene, he saw a familiar figure approaching him.