"Don't pay attention to Daniel Harris anymore, okay?" he murmured softly, gently brushing aside her bangs with his fingers, his fingertips gliding over her brows and eyes. "Otherwise, I don't know what I might do."
She continued to sleep soundly, only responding with shallow breaths.
His brows and eyes lowered gently; since she had gone to find Daniel Harris, asking him if he's Isaac Zimmerman, he wondered what kind of reaction Daniel Harris would have.
And Grace Yowell... what kind of role did she play in this matter? It's intriguing how her fate was altered because of Daniel Harris.
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When Daniel Harris woke up, his eyes were still covered with thick bandages. It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, as if he had returned to those days in Drumbeat Village, where his world was similarly shrouded in darkness.
"Daniel, you're awake? Are you still in pain anywhere?" Grace Yowell's voice sounded by Daniel Harris's ear.
"Not really," he replied.
