I Was Hoping She Would Notice but again Now When She Did... Im Tired - Chapter 293 - 293: Kill lucian

At the Avey Manor, she sat alone in her room.

The silence was deafening.

Her body was still slumped in the bed near the window, yet her mind spun like a whirlwind. Her eyes, blank and unblinking, stared into the distance as if trying to make sense of a world that had suddenly twisted on itself.

It had been nearly two hours since she come back from the Kane family house leaving Olivia and Celestia behind But it felt like days had passed in those two hours each second stretching endlessly full of confusion, grief, and a growing sense of dread.

The last two hours had been some of the most difficult she’d experienced since coming back into this life.

She had really hoped it wasn’t true. That maybe, somehow, there had been a misunderstanding. That maybe it was just some cruel prank or a medical error. But the moment she stepped into the manor and saw her father lying unconscious on the hospital bed… all hopes shattered with came confusions.

Doctors rushed around him, their words clipped and urgent their faces grim. Machines beeped rhythmically. Her father’s face usually so composed and proud, looked pale… and weirdly helpless.

And if that hadn’t been enough to break her, what came next did.

Her mother. Melody.

Second-stage cancer.

Even though the doctors tried to assure her there were still chances hope clinging on like the last flame in a storm it wasn’t a guarantee. It wasn’t certain. Nothing was.

But this isn’t right, Avey thought, her hands slowly curling into fists in her lap. None of this is supposed to happen.

In her past life, both her parents had been fine. Healthy. Alive. They had lived comfortably and without such tragedies. But now… everything was unraveling.

Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. Only a quiet exhale. Her gaze dimmed further.

What is going on…?

The world felt like it was shifting beneath her feet. Events that never happened before were unfolding now with brutal force, like the future was no longer hers to predict.

Everything is so shuffled. So wrong.

Avey pressed her fingers against her temple, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.

She had come back with a purpose. With clarity. She was supposed to fix what had gone wrong last time, to protect those she loved, to avoid the disasters. But now, the rules were changing.

Her thoughts trembled heart pounded.

Suddenly

A thought struck her head.

Max.

Yes~Max must know what was happening. He had to.

Her breath went up as she clung to that idea. Max had once explained the regression to her its mechanics, its limitations, the laws that bound its influence. And by his logic, none of this should be happening. Her parents they shouldn’t have been affected. Their lives were meant to remain untouched by the ripple of her return.

But now…

Her hands trembled as she gripped the edge of the desk. A horrible weight pressed into her chest, her instincts screaming that this chaos this deviation from everything she knew was not natural. It felt like something had bent the rules. Broken them.

Like something had changed.

Her voice cracked as she whispered into the silence of her room.

“Max… are you there?”

She waited.

Nothing.

“Max?”

Her voice was softer now, trembling, as if trying to reach out across realms.

“Hello…? Can you hear me?”

Still… only silence greeted her.

“Please… please I have important questions. I need to understand… what’s going on. I”

Her words stumbled as she pressed a hand over her heart. Her knees wobbled with rising panic.

Why isn’t he answering?

Wait

he had told her before. He couldn’t interfere too much. He had made it clear there were limits.

But still… didn’t he give me the system? Didn’t he say he could reach out if something changed?

She began pacing the room, her steps restless and frantic. Desperation started to bleed into her every motion.

Where is he?

Tears pricked her eyes. She wasn’t ready to lose them. Not her parents. Not the two people who, despite all the flaws of this world, had loved her unconditionally.

“I can’t…” she choked on the words. “I won’t let this happen.”

Suddenly, her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor, clutching her head. Her breaths were shallow and rapid. Her chest ached with helplessness.

“Why the fuck is this happening?” she whispered, brokenly.

Everything was falling apart and she had no answers. No guidance.

Then

“Hey, girl.”

The voice was small, childish.

She froze.

A strange, soft, childlike voice echoed behind her familiar and yet weary, like it carried the weight of exhaustion from across dimensions.

Her heart leapt. She turned her head sharply, hope igniting in her tear-filled eyes.

And there he was.

“Sir Max…” she breathed out, a weak, relieved sob caught in her throat.

Sitting atop her bed was a tiny, two or maybe three-foot figure, wearing a cute blue shark costume that looked almost too adorable to be real. He looked like a plush toy come to life.

But even with his angelic, doll-like features, his face was pale, his shoulders slouched with fatigue. The once-vibrant glow in his eyes seemed dulled.

He looked… drained.

Avey’s lips trembled.

“You’re here…” she whispered, like she was afraid he might vanish if she spoke too loud. “You came…”

“What happened to my parents…?”

Avey’s voice was barely more than a whisper, trembling as she stared at the small, tired figure on her bed.

“They… those incidents… they happened so suddenly. It wasn’t supposed to… right?”

Her breathing grew uneven as she stumbled closer.

“In the past life… it… it didn’t happen. None of this did. My father..he..he never went into a coma. And mother… she never got sick like this…”

Her words tumbled out in broken fragments, staggered and raw. Tears clung to her lashes but refused to fall.

“What changed? Is it because of me?” Her voice cracked. “Tell me how to undo it… Please you must’ve known this could happen, right? You’re a god… aren’t you?”

Even as her knees nearly gave out, she stood tall. Her voice was a storm of panic and pleading, echoing in the silence of the room.

But Max didn’t speak.

He just stared at her with eyes far older than the small frame he inhabited tired, knowing, unreadable.

Avey’s chest heaved.

“I know something changed!” she nearly shouted. “What is it? What did I do wrong?!”

Still, nothing.

“It was going alright…” she whispered, voice shaking again. “Was it because I met you yesterday? Is that when everything began falling apart…?”

She broke then, collapsing to her knees.

“Please… please just tell me…”

Her voice was fragile, like glass on the edge of shattering.

Max finally opened his mouth. His words were slow, quiet but they silenced everything inside her.

“You want your parents to be alive?”

Her breath hitched. She stared up at him with wide, wet eyes, nodding without hesitation.

“Just tell me, Sir Max. I…I’ll do anything. I just”

But she froze mid-sentence.

Because what he said next shattered her world.

“Kill Lucian… if you want your parents to live.”

The air in the room turned ice-cold. The silence after his words rang louder than a scream.

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