Chapter 3

Mrs. Anderson followed me into the ward: "Anyway, I don't care. You all share responsibility. If Caleb doesn't wake up, you'll all have to take care of him and me..."

I rolled my eyes and glanced at Caleb's condition on the hospital bed.

Still no improvement.

His face was bruised and swollen, almost unrecognizable.

I wonder how he would feel if he knew that Amber, whom he had tried so hard to protect, had actually said such things.

Unfortunately, he was in a coma now and couldn't know anything.

I clicked my tongue in regret, about to turn and leave, when suddenly I saw a thin, transparent human form sit up from the bed.

I was so startled that I stumbled backwards, stepping on Mrs. Anderson's foot.

"What the hell, why are you stepping on me?" Mrs. Anderson angrily shoved me, her hand passing through Caleb's soul.

She couldn't see him.

I didn't dare look directly either, only daring to observe the soul's state from the corner of my eye.

I saw Caleb first shocked, then panicked, and finally, he ran in front of me and waved his hand.

"Olivia Parker, can you see me?"

I could even hear him speak.

Could it be because I had been reborn?

I pretended not to see or hear him. Caleb sat back down by the bed with a disappointed look, muttering to himself.

"Where's Amber? I wonder how Amber is doing."

"This time, did I manage to protect her?"

"Why hasn't she come to see me?"