Chapter 170

• The following day, Garrett lay in bed. Lyssa, with her gentle touch and warm smile, was already sitting by his side, his hand.
• That evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the room, Lyssa sat by Garrett's bedside, reading to him from his favourite book. His eyes were closed, but a faint smile played on his lips as he listened to her melodic voice.
• "Thank you for taking care of me, Lyssa," Garrett whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse murmur.