Chapter 223 He Squeezed My Hand

• I walk into Neil’s room with a strong determination. Neil needs to wake up. Steven believes that I’m the one who will be able to wake him. I hold onto that confidence, making it my own…
• Right up until I come to Neil’s bedside and get a truly good look at him.
• He looks even worse up close than he had through the window. He truly looks like a corpse lying there, the hospital bed his coffin. I feel like I’m at a viewing and should kneel down and pray.