Theo looked at me with a worried expression, and my eyes immediately welled up in tears.
I threw myself into his arms without thinking and hugged him tight, sobbing and saying, "Our child came to see me. He resents me for not protecting him."
Theo embraced me back and took a deep breath, saying in a hoarse voice, "He won't resent you and knows you love him. How could he possibly bring himself to hurt you? Stop overthinking, okay?"
He patted my back as he spoke, and I buried my face in his arms, my tears falling like a broken tap. My chest felt tremendously stuffy. "I'm sorry. I've tried s o hard to escape but it’s no use no matter how hard I struggle. I'm in despair. That's the darkest moment in my life."
Theo hugged me tighter. Unsure if it was m y illusion, his voice was a little choked up." He knows you've tried very hard. He won't blame you."
After crying for God knew how long, I finally calmed down.
I lifted my head from his arms and rubbed my slightly swollen eyes.
"Don’t rub them." Theo grabbed my hands i n time. "They’ll look more swollen tomorrow."
Having said that, he picked me up princessstyle and placed me on the bed.
After covering me with a blanket, he turned around and went to the bathroom.
There was a wet towel in his hands when h e came out of the bathroom.
He sat at the edge of the bed, wiping my face gently with the wet towel.
I did not refuse his tenderness because I was simply too weak at the moment.
Catching me staring blankly at him, Theo sighed a little. "Are you sleepy?"
I pursed my lips and answered with a question, "How did you get in?"
I had locked the door from the inside. He could not have the keys. Besides, the room was still intact, so he most certainly did not barge in.
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