The way I love you

111 Fairy tales

The door of the VVIP room was open, they were surprised to see Vean coming there. Where did the man know that Dhea was transferred to this country?

"Are you not satisfied enough to be with me?" asked Vean with a sharp and cold look. He went straight into the ICU room, looking at Dhea who was still closing her eyes.

"Dhea, I'm coming." Vean touched the girl's hand, and rubbed it gently.

Vean sat beside Dhea's gurney, looking at the girl's face intently.

Not long after Vean came, Fio and his two parents also both Vean parents came.

Bram sighed.

"Why did you come here too? I took Dhea away from you, because I want Dhea to be treated well."

"Om, I ...."

"Go away. Don't ever come again."

"As the parents of Ghea, I forbid all of you to come. Understand!"

"No, I don't want to go. Vean can come here, why can't I?"

He then headed for the ICU room, opening the door a little. And they could hear what Vean was saying ....

"You're like a sleeping princess. I'll read you a story. After hearing that, you should wake up."

Vean picked up the book in his bag, opened the thick enough book, then read it to Dhea ....

They, behind the door, fell silent ....

Hearing the story read by the man was full of passion.

Clara Fio even Aila and Sheila looked down miserably.

Vean smiled as he read slowly. Not wanting to rush to finish it, because it wanted Dhea to listen to everything well, without anyone missing a single bit.

"You know Dhea, if a sleeping princess would wake up if kissed, I want you to wake up after hearing this story," Vean interrupted in the middle of the story, then resumed reading.

The man smiled occasionally, but also let out tears even without a sound.

There, Dhea's heart skipped a beat. It was like hearing a whisper. Whispers that make his heart uncertain.

Be homesick

Wanted to cling to something, but what could and should he approach, if he was alone here.

I miss him, he said the lyrics in his heart.

The sky was clear today, but his heart was gray.

Dhea was still sitting there. Look at the sky with white clouds like cotton.

Dhea was silent, listening quietly to the whispers of fairy tales in her ears. The girl smiled, but also cried. I don't know what makes it that way.

"I'll read it again later for you, Dhea."

Finished reading, Vean did not go straight out, he still remained seated in his place.

The next morning, Vean resumed reading the book. Even if this one thick book ran out, he would repeat it again. No matter if Dhea would get tired of hearing it, no matter she would feel tired if it repeated sentence after sentence.

Even he was sure, himself was already very sorry with the contents of the writing.

Vean paused for a moment, staring at the tightly closed eyes.

Vean laid his head, his hands still holding the book, and not long after he fell asleep.

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"Relta ...."

The girl called Dhea smiled.

"Sir Vean, I'm already here. Please let me know, so that my way is wide and I don't keep getting lost."

"Let's go home. If you're lost, I'll lead you in the right direction."