Chapter 83 His Entire Existence

• Mireille sighed softly, watching Dante sleep. She was holding his hand in hers and her heart was still pounding.
• He was out of danger now and the doctor had said that bullet had not hit his vitals or blood vessels so he would be fine in a couple of weeks.
• "Dante" she whispered and kissed the back of his hand. Recalling the moment she thought she was going to lose him, she felt her heart pound harder.