Chapter 1888

The golden light spilling from Benjamin's fingertip landed on Shannon's brow, casting a faint layer of gold before her eyes. As she gazed through the golden glow at the person before her, she felt a momentary daze. Suddenly, she remembered that day. It was the same place where he had held onto her and said, "Your existence has always been special to me." She hadn't given it much thought until this very moment when Shannon realized that he might not have only referred to himself, but also the old Benjamin. The words Benjamin spoke and the way he looked at her now made Shannon feel as though the man before her was exactly the one she had always known. With that thought in mind, she instinctively called out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Benjamin?" The voice carried a trace of uncertainty and hoarseness. He paused for a moment as his fingers lingered on her brow, but after a brief hesitation, he withdrew his hand without saying anything. He knew she wasn't calling out to him.