Chapter 118. Whispers of Farewell

He moved closer to her lips and heard her call his name. “I’m here.” Jackson held her hand tightly, giving her a little strength.

Taya took in the last breath of oxygen and told him in a stuttering whisper, “Take good care of Harper.” Taya had nothing else to ask for.

Jackson lowered his head and kissed her forehead. He replied softly, “Okay.”

Taya smiled. “Silas… in your next life… don’t forget me…..”

Jackson felt a sharp pain in his heart as if he was suffocating, making him unable to breathe. Indescribable pain shot through his body as if he had been tortured.

Every cell in his body was torn apart. He’d heard the mates felt like this when one of them died. He took a deep breath, and his chest was slightly relieved. However, the regret still wrapped him tightly, making him guilty and unable to extricate himself. He grabbed the pair of cold, trembling hands and put them over his heart.

As if he were making an oath, he solemnly promised, “Wait for