087 His Confession

Scarlett’s POV

I don’t know how long I slept, but I felt much better when the bright twilight

woke me up.

The ward is empty. No doctor, no nurse…

No Adrian.

I guess the baby did his job alright.

Warning myself that it’s stupid to weep over something I never had, I slip down the hard, tiny bed and walk toward the window. The breeze at the end of the fall is no longer warm. It’s chill.

I wanted the baby thing to get me out of the awkward talk, so why am I feeling so low?

a week ago won’t stay around in the hope of any romantic whatsoever. He did the right thing. Actually, I wanted him to

how to

I can heal, but I’m broken

her world, who could laugh at his happiness and cry at this sorrow. I gave all that to Sebastian, and it’s not fair to Adrian if I were to try things with him when I know I can’t give him the same

wanted to be on the other side

side with no condition, and protect me from all the greedy, vile, hurtful normality that is my life. I wanted

Sebastian doesn’t seem to have enjoyed

the

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pure joy of life that one would feel after a near–death experience, but I suddenly find myself so drained that I barely want to go on. I got

I even

I told you to–” Adrian shushes someone as he opens the door, only to freeze

mouth but utter no word. One more

and the next second several men file into

an instant. The theme of the bouquets is rose, decorated with lilies, my favorite. The annoying smell of disinfectant is replaced by a soothing fragrant, tickling a deep corner of my memory, as if I was once in a room pretty and scented just

door snaps me back to reality. I blink, and

what I think

with one hand behind his back, his back stiff straight and his look a bit nervous, like the cute, clumsy, spellbound Mr. Darcy out of the early 18th–century–setting movie, anxious for

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