Coldhearted Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Chapter 104 Livia’s POV I was exhausted. Not the kind of exhaustion sleep could fix, but the kind that sat deep in my bones, gnawing, relentless, and unforgiving. “The Heart again?” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended as I stepped out of the carriage. The towering structures of the central lands loomed before me, cold, ancient, and suffocating. The so-called Heart of the Lands. The place where decisions were made, and where lives were quietly destroyed.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.