In order to recover as soon as possible, Taya cooperated with George's treatment.
A couple of weeks later, she could get out of bed and do some simple movements.
Sometimes she heard her new wolf speak to her, but she could never hear her clearly. She didn't know the first thing about shifting, about connecting with her wolf, and she didn't know if she ever would.
But that wasn't concerning to her.
She'd gone her whole life without a wolf, and if all she got now was that her heart was fixed and she wasn't ill anymore, she would accept that and be happy with it.
Taya was even more happy that she'd regained her sight. If she was going to live, she kind of needed that.
Since waking up, she had been constantly calling Silas and Harper.
She even contacted them through WhatsApp, Twitter, email, and any other communication method she could think of, but she did not receive any reply.
Amon knew that she was doing these things, but he did not stop her.
However, when she mentioned that she was going back home to Arcadia, his face darkened and he warned her not to leave him with Rosalie's spirit, as he'd begun to refer to it.
She tactfully didn't mention returning home again, but she had never stopped planning to leave.
During these weeks, Taya would wake up to find Amon's head resting on her chest, listening to her heartbeat.
At first, Taya was frightened by his actions. But after so many times, she got used to it.
Sometimes, when he was in a good mood, he would push her to the beach for a walk.
But most of the time, he put her on the side of the road. And then he sat on the beach, staring blankly at the sea in the distance.
Every time she saw this kind of Amon, she felt that he loved her sister very much.
She just didn't know why her sister would rather die than face him.
After getting familiar with him, she asked him several times, but Amon didn't answer her.
Even when he heard the name "Rosalie", he would break down a little.
It seemed that he could not accept Rosalie's death, or that he felt guilty about her and did not want to hear her name.
They got along with each other in such a strange way…
Until Taya's hair was long enough to reach her ears. Then the way Amon looked at her changed.
He seemed to be looking at Rosalie through her because Rosalie had short and neat hair, which was somewhat similar to her current appearance.
Many times, when Taya saw the change in his eyes, she would deliberately cough to remind him, and Amon would no longer stare at her.
But somehow, the clothes he bought for her were all red dresses, which were her sister's favorite as Taya had learned.
When Taya saw that she looked more and more like Rosalie in the mirror, she was a little panicked.
She had been someone else's substitute, so how could she be another one's substitute again? Moreover, it was her sister this time.
Taya went to the hair salon with the nurse. She asked the hairstylist to help her get hair extensions. Then her hair became waist-length long and curled, which was her former hairstyle.
Amon did not say anything when he saw this. After she fell asleep, he cut her hair with a pair of scissors.
Taya was frightened out of her wits. However, he rested his chin
on one hand and said casually, "You are disobedient."
Taya looked at him in a daze. "Amon, are you crazy?"
Amon snorted. "Did you just notice?"
Taya was speechless.
She took a deep breath and tried to communicate with him. "I'm not Rosalie. I'm Taya. Can you not dress me up as her?"
Amon tilted his head slightly and looked at her thoughtfully. Then he said, "In my eyes, you can only be her."
She clenched her fists tightly.
This made her even more eager to escape from Jersey Island.
Amon seemed to have read her mind. He raised his eyebrows at her. "Since you've taken her spirit, then be her and stay by my side forever…"
Taya looked at him helplessly and said, "If my sister knew that you would treat me like this, she probably wouldn't have done what she did and given me her wolf."
These words seemed to have touched Amon, and his dark and deep eyes suddenly turned red with his wolf. Hair started to sprout on the backs of his hands, and his claws came out.
Taya had never seen him start to shift into his wolf, and at times she even forgot he was a wolf shifter.
He got up and left quickly. His footsteps were a little unsteady, and his back looked rigid, like he was struggling to control himself and keep himself from shifting.
However, Taya couldn't be bothered to care less about his struggle. She looked away and out of the window.
George said that she was recovering well, but she still needed a bit more time since she hadn't communed with her wolf yet and he wasn't sure what would happen to her body when and if she shifted.
She didn't want to stay any longer.
But she was a dead person in Arcadia. Without any identifying information, how could she return home?
She frowned and thought about it. Perhaps she could use Rosalie's pa*sport to secretly buy a ticket back home.
Rosalie did not have a death certificate, and her personal information was still kept in Aronland.
She looked similar to Rosalie, and now she was dressed like Rosalie. If she put on makeup like her, Taya should be able to get through customs.
If she couldn't make it, she might as well be locked up for identity theft. It was better than staying by Amon's side as a substitute.
However, Rosalie's pa*sport was in Amon's room…
This seaside villa was bought for Rosalie by Amon. There were traces of their previous lives in it.
He put all of Rosalie's things in his room. If Taya wanted to get the pa*sport, she had to find him.
Taya chose a day when Amon was not at home and sneaked into his room…
This was the first time that Taya had entered Amon's room. When she saw that it was filled with her sister's portraits, she was shocked.
She could imagine how crazy and how much Amon missed Rosalie after her death…
Unfortunately, her sister would never come back to life, and Amon could only rely on these portraits to survive.
Taya put away her thoughts and began to look for Rosalie's pa*sport, but she couldn't find it no matter how hard she searched the room.
Just as she was feeling a little discouraged, Amon leaned against the door with a pa*sport between his fingers.
"Are you looking for this?"
Taya, who was still looking down and searching the drawer, paused at the sound of his voice.
She looked up at the pa*sport in Amon's hand, and her face paled.
Amon took the pa*sport and walked up to her. He placed his hands on the table and looked down at her.
"Do you really want to go back?"
Taya nodded without hesitation.
Amon stared at her for a long time. Then he suddenly agreed, "You can go back, but promise me one thing."
"What's the condition?"
Amon took out a diamond ring box, opened it, and pushed it in front of her. "Mate me."
She looked at the diamond ring and then at him in disbelief.
However, Amon had no expression on his face as he said to her, "Mate me as Rosalie."
Taya understood that he was doing this for her sister, but he didn't have to mate her for her sister's sake.
Amon seemed to have noticed the doubt in her eyes, and he explained calmly, "I must ensure that your sister's spirit will always be by my side."
If he tied her up in the name of mating, no one would compete with him for her…
Taya raised her clear eyes and stared at Amon.
After a long time, she sighed softly and said, "Amon, I'm not Rosalie. How can I replace her and mate you?"