Chapter 1060 A Pussy & Cocky Gift:>Ep6

• He reached down to brush her cheek, and as he touched her, noted without really seeing the faint echo of a smile on her stilled lips, and the single tear glimmering in each eye, two crystal orbs trapped in the silky webs of her eyelashes.
• He took her hand, but there was no warmth there; she was gone, and he was alone in the dark, sterile room with all that remained of his dreams, the mortal remains of his Lissa, her face bathed in dull blue light. He shuddered; he was exhausted, or he was going crazy, or both; Lissa couldn't have come to him; she was gone, all that had ever been her was gone, and only the shell was left behind now. Even if she had somehow come to him, what kind of message was that to give him? What kind of meaningless drivel was his mind insisting had come from her? Just what the hell did 'touch the stars' even mean, anyway?
• He knelt down next to her, and brushed her forehead with his lips, her skin already cool and distant, no vibrancy, none of the vitality and life that had thrilled through her; she was gone, and all that was left was...this, the mortal remains of his dreams and shattered hopes. Mike bowed his head and rested his forehead on her chest, searching vainly for the patter of her heart, the thrum of her pulse, the sound of her breathing. Now he could cry; now his heart could finally feel her loss.