I did not know when she left. When Theo found me and saw how dispirited I looked, he asked with a frown, "What happened?”
I shook my head and held his hand, then lay in his arms as I took a deep breath before saying, "I'm sorry. It’s all my fault. I really don’t know what I should do now."
"What's wrong?" Theo lowered his head to look at me. Seeing that I was in a bad state, he asked worriedly.
I did not know how to start telling him about it and merely lay in his arms mumbling non-stop.
Theo took me away from here. When I got home, I lay on the bed like a deflated balloon. A sense of powerlessness surrounded me.
Humans often liked to stand up for themselves and search for countless excuses to prove that they were not wrong. Though many times, a mistake was a mistake.
I had been finding excuses for myself. I took Dazaray back home and even forgave her for deliberately discarding all of my documents at the airport. I forgave her for later hurting me again a few times and thought this was enough for her to stop hating me. I thought that I had no more reasons to feel guilty about what I did to her anymore.
However, I was not Dazaray. As she had suffered greatly because of me, she would never forgive me no matter how I tried to make up for it.
After laying in bed for a long time and thinking about a lot of things, I realized that Theo had not returned to the bedroom after a very long time. I got up and went to look for him in the study.
He was staring at the computer. When he heard the door opening, he looked up at me. "Do you feel better now?"
I nodded and sat down next to him, my gaze falling on the computer screen.
When I noticed the screen showing what seemed to be hospital surveillance footage, I asked in confusion, "Wasn't the hospital surveillance footage destroyed?”
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