Lucinda and Nathan spent some time playfully interacting with the babies.
The hour was growing late, nearing half-past nine. It was approaching the time when Lucinda might experience a recurrence of her condition.
After bidding farewell to Norton, Nathan gently took Lucindas hand, and they headed back to their home, the NL Fairy Land.
This time, Lucinda skipped going upstairs and went directly to the basement.
The basement door was already open. Nathan, holding her hand, felt a pang of sorrow at the thought of confining her there.
Lucinda, sensing his worry, kised Nathan gently. Dont worry. Even if Im quiet during the first half of the night, dont open the door rashly. Wait until morning. And if I do have an episode, stick to the plan we discussed.
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Nathan nodded reassuringly. You can count on me, Lucinda. Im not going anywhere. Ill spend the entire night outside the basement.
Whenever you call my name, I promise Ill be right where you need me most.
Lucinda offered a warm smile, gently caressed Nathans cheek, and entered the basement with a hint of reluctance.
After the renovation, the basement door had become notably hefty, and its closing sound was quite distinct.
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The door formed a physical barrier between them but couldnt prevent the emotions they shared from lingering.
Once he had secured the door, Nathan stood near its entrance.
The thought of Lucinda sleeping in such a dim and enclosed area weighed heavily on his heart.
It felt as if Nathan were sentenced to stand there. He remained upright, attentively listening at the door.
Nathan remained on his feet for two hours.
Close to midnight, the silence of the basement was gradually broken, and Lucindas cries echoed within its confines.
She was experiencing a relapse.
Nathan clenched his fists, standing by the door, hoping the means inside would allow Lucinda to release her frustration and eventually find sleep.
He continuously checked his watch, pondering over the situation.
When Lucinda used a belt to strike him as an outlet for her anger, the session typically lasted for at least an hour.
Nathan had advised Lucinda to use a punching bag to release her frustration, but he was unsure if it would successfully help her expend her energy.
Loud cracking sounds echoed from the basement.
Two hours had elapsed, yet Lucindas intense emotional state showed no signs of subsiding.
This plan failed?