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“Yes, that’s the one,” Tilda confirmed, her tone softening.

Lyndon settled beside her on the bed and began flipping through the book, a quiet companion in the dimly lit room.

Lyndon quietly announced, “You can close your eyes for some rest, and I’ll read to you.

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Tilda looked at him, a trace of amusement in her eyes.

Really?

Lyndon wanted to read essays to her, just as she read bedtime stories to Sheldon?

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“Is this how you plan to make it up to me?” Tilda looked at him.

“Would that be okay?” Lyndon asked, his tone soft.

Tilda bit her lip, slightly amused by his unconventional apology.

“I suppose that’ll do.

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Noticing her glasses still perched on her nose, Lyndon reached over gently and removed them.

“Close your eyes,” he instructed tenderly.

Tilda hesitated, but the reassuring warmth in his voice coaxed her eyelids shut.

As she listened to his voice, rich and soothing, he began to read from the essays.From NôvelDrama.Org.

“The moment I met you, my world collapsed.

Your soft voice lingered by my ear, and I have been lost ever since, with no way back…”

The words resonated deeply with Tilda, mirroring the turmoil in her heart ever since their paths had crossed.

From the moment she met him, she had been lost ever since.

Lyndon continued reading, his voice a calm presence in the quiet room.

Tilda’s breathing slowed, the gentle cadence of his reading Lulling her into a peaceful sleep.

Watching her relax more deeply, Lyndon smiled gently and tenderly brushed a strand of hair from her face.

As she shifted slightly in her sleep, appearing somewhat uncomfortable, Lyndon instinctively supported her back with one hand while he reached for a pillow with the other.

Carefully, he positioned it behind her, providing support so she wouldn’t turn onto her back.

Tilda stirred just a fraction, her eyelashes fluttering lightly, yet she remained asleep.

Satisfied that she was comfortable, Lyndon adjusted the pillow once more when it began to slip, his brow furrowing in slight concern.

Realizing he might need to maintain this position for a while, Lyndon pondered his options.

With a soft sigh, he decided to join her on the bed to ensure her comfort.

He quietly removed his outer clothing, being careful not to disturb her, and then slipped into the bed beside her.

Tilda’s sleep was restless.