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?

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

don’t know how to

day I can heal, but I’m broken right now,

center of her world, who could laugh at his happiness and cry at this sorrow. I gave all that to Sebastian, and

the other side of favoritism for a

could throw himself after me when I was in danger; I wanted a man who would take my side with no condition, and protect me from all the greedy, vile, hurtful normality that is my life. I wanted to be the

Sebastian

I’m the one being

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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 out of danger, only to have it confirmed once

I even continue

the door, only to freeze when he sees me by the window,

open my mouth but utter no word. One more

of the room, and the next second several men file into the room, each with a huge bouquet in their arms,

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,

whisper at the outside of the door snaps me back to

what I think

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

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