Chapter 1762

The hospital hallway was eerily empty and silent. Maeve walked alone down the empty corridor, and soon her eyes caught the words "Morgue" written ahead. It was freezing here. Maeve was dressed in a thin hospital gown as she stood before one of the doors. She was unwilling to go inside. When Maeve was young, Patrick and Eleanor doted on her. But their love for each other always came first. They were inseparable and were constantly traveling across the globe together. So, Maeve spent most of her childhood at Hackett Manor instead. To her, Hackett Manor felt more like home than anywhere else. And Levi was the one person in the world who treated her the best. As a child, she had clung to Levi like a shadow. Children were drawn to comfort, and she loved the way he smelled—warm and familiar, like safety itself. She would snuggle up to him and beg for stories with her soft voice. Levi, even then, had carried the weight of the Hackett name. As a prodigy unlike any the family had e