The Runaway Groom

Lulu's gaze was evasive but calm in an instant, her voice frail. “I asked them not to call you, but they did anyway."

Irene was calm and did not show any misery at all.

Lulu was already in this state—she would not be able to calm down and focus on getting better if Irene showed her misery too.

Irene took Lulu’s hand, noticing the many punctures over the skin which were definitely left from needles, leaving bruising everywhere.

She was afraid to hold Lulu too firmly, in fear that it would hurt Lulu. Lowering her gaze to stop Lulu from seeing the pain in her eyes, she asked, "If they never called me, were you going to keep suffering like this alone?"

Lulu pursed her lips. "I just don't want to upset you!"

then. "You're still concerned that

continued, “I've already told them that I'm taking you away. I'll get you a good doctor, and I know many

"I know my condition, and there's no healing the heart

out,” Irene snapped quietly. "Don’t give up on yourself. You have a

lit up, though it dulled soon

Jean like this, so how could she be a mother? "You don't have to worry about me,” Lulu said,

die?" Irene could

"Yeah," Lulu replied.

know how terrible it would be for her? Having a father but not a mother is a lifetime's worth of regrets, and I promise you that I'll make you better. You'll look good, even if it's not as good as

a dark look. "I'm disgusted with my own body now, and I really don't want to live anymore. I've let down everyone who was sincere to me. Don't you understand? I'm a jinx—Martin might not be dead if I've never