Chapter 7
I didn’t make it to see Daniel one last time.
The hospital needed to perform an emergency treatment, but they required a family member’s signature to proceed.
At that time, I was still fighting with Bella White.
Who should I blame? In the end, the only one to blame was me.
I shouldn’t have liked Luke Crawford. I shouldn’t have believed that six years of companionship could earn his sincere affection. I shouldn’t have thought that his inconsistent attitude over the years- alternating between distant and warm–was a form of love.
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My most beloved little brother, my Daniel.
I didn’t protect you. You still had a chance to wake up and see the sun of this world.
I fainted crying by Daniel’s bedside.
When I woke up, I was in a bed with an IV in my left hand.
I struggled to turn my head and saw Luke Crawford sitting beside me. He still wore a perfectly tailored suit, his handsome face cold and indifferent.
Six years ago, I liked him for his distant, detached demeanor. But now, I only felt a chill in my heart.
The cold made my stomach hurt again, the nausea overwhelming me.
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Luke Crawford seemed to notice something was wrong and asked with concern, “Sylvia, where does it hurt? Do you want me to call the doctor?”
I gasped and closed my eyes, not wanting to see him.
The voice from before still lingered in my ears, “Daniel is gone… Don’t be too sad.”
I didn’t respond. Instead, I instinctively clenched the hand that was holding my stomach into a fist.
Luke Crawford frowned, still worried. He reached out to want to press the call button.
But I suddenly opened my eyes and said, “Luke Crawford.”
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I called him calmly, just like I had so many times before.
“Daniel is dead. We have nothing to do with each other anymore.”
In that instant, I saw the color drain from Luke Crawford’s face.
I left the apartment.
I didn’t take anything that belonged to Luke Crawford.
In fact, over the past six years, aside from
Daniel’sal bills, I hadn’t spent a single
penny of his money.
Before my mother died, she left some savings, enough for me to live on for a while.
For Daniel, I had planned to work. I had
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already found a new job and intended to finish my studies and earn my degree.
I believed that with my own effort, my life would get better.
But now Daniel was gone, and I suddenly didn’t know what the meaning of living was anymore.
In this world, I had no family, no lover.
No one loved me, and I didn’t love anyone.
So, why should I continue to live so hard?
I only took a simple suitcase and left.
The new place I rented was a small house in the old district. It was old, run–down, and cheap.
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After getting off the bus, I still had a long way to walk.
Suddenly, it started to rain heavily. I didn’t bring an umbrella, and the pouring rain drenched me instantly.
But I still walked forward, expressionless, step by step.
I was like a walking corpse.
I didn’t know when a car had been following me, the horn honking persistently.
I didn’t react, continuing to walk in the rain.
The car suddenly stopped. The person in the car seemed unable to stand it any longer and rushed into the rain, grabbing me.
“Sylvia, don’t do this! If you want to cry, just
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cry! Don’t torture yourself!”
Ha, it turned out to be Leo Davis.
I stared at him blankly, the rain pounding on me, drenching him as well. I could only see his mouth moving but couldn’t understand what he was saying.
I remembered the time when he lived across from me, and I always liked to tell him about my school life, about Luke Crawford, about what Luke Crawford said to me, what he liked, and how he treated me.
At that time, he always dismissively knocked on my forehead, saying, “Silly girl, what’s so great about Luke Crawford? Stop liking him.”
It turns out, Leo Davis, you were right all
along.
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I really shouldn’t have liked Luke Crawford.
