Theodore laid on the hospital bed with a hollow look in his eyes.

He had asked himself countless times why he was still alive.

Why was he in the hospital when he opened his eyes?

He was the only one living in that house, with no servants on duty.

He was all alone, surrounded by a pile of wine bottles, fully intending to drink to his death. He was all prepared to welcome death, and even thought he saw the grim reaper waving his hands at him. Yet, when he next opened his eyes, he found himself in the hospital.

It was dark and silent in the ward. The air felt as though it was frozen, the silence deafening.

Theodore looked out the window, and saw a weak ray of sunshine peeking shyly through the curtains. It was as bashful as a young lover, but he could still feel the warmth on his cheeks.

Unfortunately, this ray of sunshine wasn't enough to resist the gloom in his heart. All it did was to trace the outline of his emaciated and haggard face.

He hated the sunshine.

The door to the ward suddenly opened and Sydney walked in. She had a bouquet of fresh flowers in hand, which she began displaying in a vase.

Theodore continued lying silently on the bed, as if he didn't see her at all.

A light fragrance filled the air in the room.

Theodore furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"My son almost died. Can't I come?"

was scared out

doctor managed to

you can't touch alcohol. Why did you drink so much? Must you make your family worry and suffer because of you? You're clearly

as a sheet, and his eyes looked soulless. The usual color on his cheeks had faded,

dim and hazy, like the

voice

your dad and I, won't you think for Grandma? She raised you when you were young,

has dementia now," Theodore said, cutting Sydney off. "She doesn't even recognize who I am now, so what if I die? Just find someone who looks like me as a replacement

as how

world and you're irreplaceable. You're my

Theodore

him for so long might break him even further. He wasn't

worried that he might end up hating

brows furrowed at her

from her face. "You'll eventually get married and have children of your own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be

heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words seemed to

never have my own

bear a child with another woman.

child with Rose. If only Rose were pregnant back then! He would

misunderstandings that

a chance

so hard that Rose would become

Theodore Spencer, in

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