He seemed to be calling out for someone, and that name…was exactly the same as her nickname.

Larissa's heart rate accelerated.

She clutched her chest and straightened her body. "Don't overthink. Do not overthink—"

There were so many people in this world that shared the same name as her. Who knew which one of those people he was calling out for?

As if he were trapped in a nightmare, Kevan's brows knitted even tighter, his expression becoming increasingly panicked.

"Lari, don't go!" He almost shouted this with all of his remaining strength, his voice pitiful and desperate.

Larissa had never seen him look so fragile before. Suddenly, she felt a little sad for him as well, her heart wringing with pain.

Kevan's arms emerged from below the covers and flailed about the bed. His fingers clenched and unclenched, as if he were trying to search for something around him.

Instinctively, Larissa reached out.

As soon as Kevan's hands touched hers, he caught her arm and squeezed it, the mere force of