(Freya's POV).
"She's fine. You don't need to feel worried. The scratch on her wrist isn't too deep, so it's not life-threatening." I faintly heard someone speaking. But my vision was still blurry so I couldn't tell who it was.
It was just two people standing facing each other. With one of them being tall and the other being slightly plump.
"Thank you." It was Theo's voice. I recognized it well.
I tried to move my fingers they felt heavy. My head was throbbing with pain, and my body was so weak. I tried to move my lips, but it was still difficult.
"I'm going to leave. You can call the nurse if anything else happens."
"Okay."
I blinked. My vision started to return to normal and I saw Theo staring at me.
"Fey, are you awake?" he asked in a low voice. He immediately sat on the edge of the bed, holding my hand with his cold hand.
Why am I still here? Why am I still... safe?
I even wished myself dead. At least it could atone for Theo's sin. At least it could make both of them no longer haunted by vengeance and guilt. The two people I love the most in this world. I just want them to be happy, even if it means sacrificing myself.
Even though I have to bear the wounds of my love for Devan. Even though he never loved me.
"Theo," I whispered. The first words I let out I don't know how long I've been unconscious. I should have slit my throat. Maybe that could take me to the afterlife?
"Yes, it's me. It's me." His voice trembled. He took my hand, dropping his head on the back of my hand that he clasped. "You scared me to death. What have you done, Fey?"
I wanted to see his face. But all I saw was his head bowed helplessly. The shoulders that bore his wounds and regrets alone. I wanted to hug him, to tell him that everything would probably be okay. I wanted to help him.
"I beg you, please don't do anything like that again," he whispered.
"I just want to help you escape the guilt you've been feeling," I said. He looked at me with a sad look.
"I'm the guilty one. Why should you be responsible."
I smiled wryly. "I can bear even more than this."
"No, I won't. Even if it's death, let me bear it."
"Theo."
"Please. .... I will probably become the most useless person in this world if I let you die. I won't forgive myself, Fey. Please don't do anything like that again."
"I got it."
"Promise."
"I promise," I whispered. But I wasn't sure I was going to be okay with everything that happened. "Theo, can you tell me what happened?"
He looked at me. Silent. Looking hesitant and scared. His eyes were wet with tears.
"I'm fine. Just want to know the truth," I said, again.
He took a deep breath, but it felt like he was choking on something I couldn't imagine.
"It's true, I raped her," he said in a guilty tone. He looked down, seemingly embarrassed to look at me.
"You did?"
"I first met her at a bar. We were in a relationship for a short time. And we did it. In a drunken state. She told me she was pregnant. I wasn't ready for that, and she forced me to take responsibility," he takes a deep breath. "Until I made a mistake, I told her to abort. Said I'd share our video. And I was often rude to her. Until I heard she committed suicide by slitting her wrists."
I blinked in surprise at what I was hearing. What Theo told me was nothing like the Theo I knew all this time. I was so shocked that I couldn't even say anything.
How... how did this happen without me knowing?
"You lied to me. You said that you stole the...."
"Sorry. I just didn't want you to feel disgusted with me. I'm afraid I let you down. As an older brother who has been looking good in your eyes. I regret it, Fey. I didn't know things would end up like this. If only... if only I could turn back time, I would have taken responsibility. So you wouldn't have experienced such a miserable thing. This is my fault."
He was crying again. And that choked me up even more.
"Theo...."
"I'm sorry, you must be disappointed in me. I know. I can understand that. I deserve to be hated. Naturally, Devan won't forgive my depraved deeds. Because what I've done is unforgivable."
"But you regret it," I said in a hoarse voice. "You regret it, don't you?"
"Very much," he whispered, "I loved her. But I was too stupid and young at the time. I was scared because it was my first experience. I wasn't ready to be a father. I wasn't ready to live a life I hadn't even thought about."
I tried to get up but immediately winced in pain as I felt my headache.
"Fey, stay in your bed. What do you want to do?" he asked with a worried look.
"Help me sit up," I pleaded, holding out my hand.
He seemed to take a deep breath before finally helping me. When I sat down, I immediately hugged him.
"Everything will be fine," I said in a hoarse voice. I patted her back repeatedly and she cried in my arms. I could feel the pain and regret she felt all along.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
It hurt too much. Seeing Theo helpless and Dev with his grudge. I can't even handle this when we meet again.
"Theo, let's start a new life. I'm getting a divorce from Dev. And I'll go wherever you go."
He pulled away from my embrace, looking at me in disbelief with his eyes widened.
"Fey?"
"Let's start a new life. You said you wanted to leave the country. I'll come with you, Theo."