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?

met a week ago won’t stay around in the hope of

how to

but I’m broken right

at this sorrow. I gave all that to Sebastian, and it’s not fair to Adrian if I were to

just…really wanted to be on the other side of favoritism for

a man who would take my side with no condition, and protect me

Sebastian

I’m the one

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one would feel after a near–death experience, but I suddenly find myself so drained that I barely want to

I even continue the

he opens the door, only to

utter no word. One more

he dashes out of the room, and the next second several men file into the room,

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

Adrian’s whisper at the outside of the door snaps me back to reality. I blink,

what I think

tie — his tie?? Was he wearing a tie before? He sorts his suits out 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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