When Quinn heard what I said, she was incredibly pissed. She grabbed Theo's arm and said angrily," Didn't you hear what she said? Aren't you going to say something?"
Theo looked at me, and his lips moved as if he was going to say something. In the end, however, he chose not to say anything.
It was good that he did not speak up for Quinn. Otherwise, I would have scolded him too.
When Quinn saw that he was not saying anything, she left in a huff.
After that, Theo and I went home. We did not say anything the entire way back. When we got home, I locked myself in the bedroom while Theo was smart enough to not follow me in.
I hid under the covers, curled up, and hugged my legs. My mind kept replaying the scene of Matthew getting hit by a car and the image of him talking to me before he died.
Tears flowed from my eyes, and I felt incredibly remorseful. If I could have accompanied him a little longer and guided him, he would not have tried to kill Quinn. This tragedy would not have happened.
Why did I care about what Theo thought and leave him alone?
Did I forget that he was the one who got me through the hardest time of my life?
No, I had not forgotten, but I had ungratefully chosen t o leave him behind.
I slapped myself hard before crawling out of bed from under the covers.
It was freezing cold outside, but I left the villa without a coat.
The coldness spread throughout my body. I lay down o n the snow, punishing myself. I looked at the dark sky and wondered if Matthew was also looking down at m e from above the sky.
Miss Woods came out of the villa and ran up to me. She urgently told me, "Young Mistress, why are you lying in the snow in the middle of winter without a coat? Are you trying to get sick?"
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