Those two words sent the two men in the room into a state of ecstasy.
"Aurora, you remember?"
Dawn Miles felt a splitting headache, clutching her head and crying out, "AHH—"
The fleeting image in her mind was like sand slipping through her fingers. The harder she tried to grasp it, the blurrier it became, and the more her head throbbed.
"Aurora…"
Alvin Morgan anxiously tried to embrace her, but the movement tore at his wounds. A sharp pain contorted his features.
Clutching her head, Dawn Miles collapsed onto Alvin Morgan's hospital bed. "Don't go…"
Alvin Morgan grit his teeth against the pain and sat up, pulling her into his arms.
Dawn Miles raised a hand to his face and said with great difficulty, "I saw… your face."
Then, her beautiful eyes closed, and she passed out.
"Beta Morgan…"
Beta Morgan scooped up Dawn Miles and rushed her to the treatment room.
