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.

thought of leaving

thought of that tightened

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

you still

“I love every gift you gave to me, and I’ve kept them all properly. I love camellia, so give

probably lying, he could not help but accept her words as

“Okay.”

him about the patient’s current condition and address. She also told him

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

the couch in silence, and his eyes lowered

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

a checkup for Jefferson. His expression turned grim as he said, “The wound has bled again, and it’s sticking with the gauze. I’m afraid it’ll be a little difficult to

face at that.

to prepare the medication.

Jefferson’s hand before muttering, “It’ll hurt a little, so bear with it for a while, okay? I’ll be right by your side,

his head. “I can’t bring myself

sterilized pair of scissors and slowly cut

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

second, a cold

“Don’t look.”

she tamped

she could not see anything, she knew it had to hurt when the doctor separated the gauze from the wound, for Jefferson’s arms were shaking, and his repressed groans had traveled

Rayna’s eyes moved away. It was then

report, the doctor passed the paper to

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 make sure he takes his

“Thank you.”

was detailed in his explanation, and Rayna did not have any questions to ask. After paying the doctor, she escorted him and

warm water, she then passed the glass and the medicine

took the

on the lights, Jefferson placed a hand on her hand and said, “I

turn them on,

the windows, and Rayna could see all the pieces of furniture in the room. Thus, without needing to