In the early hours of the morning, Theodore sat in the penthouse, gazing down at the view through the large windows. Outside, the lights sparkled, and the bustling streets twisted and turned. Even in the dead of night, the city remained vibrant.

He reached out to touch the bottle of liquor beside him, but just as he was about to grab it, the bottle was taken away.

Theodore turned around, frowning as he extended his hand. "Give it back."

"Don't drink anymore. Your wounds haven't healed yet." Caleb forcibly took the bottle.

Theodore snapped coldly, "If you don't let me drink, do you want me to jump off the building?"

"Don't try to scare me. My heart is weak. If you jump here, I'll die of fright, and then I'll hunt you down in hell and give you a good beating," Caleb said.

Theodore chuckled. "Then I won't jump."

He had considered jumping and had almost done it, but at the last moment, Wesley stopped him.

Later, he waited for Rosalie, but no matter how long he waited, she never came.

last time before dying, but

thought about jumping

he

long are you going to hide out here with

pick him up from the hospital. He even hired a

knew that Theodore had left the hospital; he simply

wanted was

it through, there was only Caleb's place where he could

You can move out, and I'll stay here

Theodore still had the mood to joke around, Caleb knew he probably wasn't going to

the morning. Theodore was injured, not sleeping, and still drinking, as if he was deliberately exhausting his body. As his friend,

of Rosalie's name made Theodore's

mustered up the courage to continue, "You should talk to her. Maybe she'll apologize, and then you can use that as an

shocked. He had wanted to tell Theodore that a woman like Rosalie wasn't worth it, especially after she had abandoned

deeply he loved Rosalie. He would even die for her without hesitation. He was still

Theodore give up on Rosalie, he might

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