Chapter 243

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He had seen her going weak; he had seen her eyes dilating; knowing what was happening, he had caught her before she fell to the floor.

She was so limp; mouth parted open, breaths sounding like wisps.

"Elena," he whispered, his face close to hers.

And only a distinctive murmur came from her lips; at least he knew she was still alive, just knocked out of her stand.

He was trying his best not to chuckle; she had looked like she could handle whatever was coming, demanding the mystery be brought to light, and now that it was, here she was.

Picking her limp body in bridal style, he took her down the stairs, making his way to his room so familiar; every portrait he passed held memories.

He heaved a sigh of relief, he hated to admit it, but he was beginning to feel at ease; this was home, a place he hadn't been in for years.

Kicking open the room door, he walked up to the large bed and placed her gently against it, her mutters never-en