Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 328 It Was Me First

“I lived for myself,” he mumbled, the desolation in his voice audible. “But I… I don’t have anything anymore. Everything’s just an illusion.”

My father’s words were an illusion, the letters were an illusion, and my mother’s gentleness was an illusion.

Those illusions had accompanied him for over twenty years, and they were what supported him to keep living. Those illusions were his courage, but now, he had lost everything. He was standing in the dark all alone.

No one needed him anymore.

“You do. You still have me.” His tone ached Rayna’s heart. “I’m not an illusion. I’m always by your side. Touch me if you don’t believe my words.”

She then grabbed his hands and placed them on her cheeks. The coldness of his skin made tears spring to her eyes.

Jefferson finally relaxed and turned around.

Even with the dim lights, Rayna could no longer find the light in his blue eyes. It seemed as if he had died on the inside.

She trembled as she held the man’s hand, and she parted her lips a few times before stammering, “Jefferson, don’t do this… Say something… Say anything… Don’t do this…”

She was frightened to see him like that.

He was young, and he should be full of life. He should be prideful and not have soulless eyes.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the raindrops pattered against the window rhythmically. The icy, humid air seeped into the attic through the half-opened door.

Rayna’s tearful and melancholic face was reflected in Jefferson’s eyes, and he stared at her for a long while.

The silence in the attic was deafening.

After what seemed like forever, the man gently moved his hand on Rayna’s face and whispered, “I was the one who met you first, and I was the one to fall for you first, so why did you end up falling for someone else?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Rayna did not know what else to say but to keep repeating those three words. As she held his hands tightly, she said, “I’m right here. I won’t be going anywhere anymore.”

Rayna could see that he had not changed his bandages for a long time and that he had a deathly pallor. She did not know what would happen to him if she did not change his bandages and reapply his medication.

of leaving

of that tightened Rayna’s

get the doctor to come and treat your wound. Didn’t you

you still

you gave to me, and I’ve kept them all properly.

he could not help but accept her words as

“Okay.”

best doctor and informed him about the patient’s current condition and address. She also told him to come in an hour’s time and that she would pay any price he

attic was too cold, so she draped the coat over their heads and led him

in silence, and his eyes lowered the

later, the doctor came. Fearing that he would not be able to handle

entering the house, the doctor did a checkup for Jefferson. His expression turned grim as he said, “The wound has bled again, and it’s

Rayna’s face at that. “Is it very

his glove and had instructed the nurse to prepare the medication. “But it’ll hurt, and

it for a while, okay? I’ll be right by your side, and if

can’t bring myself to do

scissors and slowly cut

sticking to the wound. It had turned into a dark shade of

second, a cold hand covered her

“Don’t look.”

lurched painfully, but she tamped down the pain and hummed in

gauze from the wound, for Jefferson’s arms were shaking, and his repressed groans had traveled into her

hand covering Rayna’s eyes moved away. It was then she saw that Jefferson had new bandages, and

writing the medical report, the doctor passed the paper

but his condition is more severe than what you’ve described. Get these medications from the pharmacy tomorrow. Remember to change his gauze and check his wound every day, and

“Thank you.”

have any questions to ask. After paying the doctor, she

warm water, she then passed the glass and the medicine to Jefferson. “Get a good sleep

silently took the

then helped him to the bedroom. Right as she was about to turn on the lights, Jefferson

I won’t turn

was light filtering through the windows, and Rayna could see all the pieces of furniture in the room. Thus, without