Chapter 550
She stared vacantly at the ceiling, tears cascading from her eyes, while a newfound serenity enveloped her inner being.
The raging hatred seemed momentarily silenced, yet it left an indelible imprint on her soul, impossible to erase!
She kept murmuring the name Ariana.
Eleymond, even in the depths of midnight or the early hours of the morning, never ceased its clamor and activity.
Ariana sat on the balcony, wrapping her arms around her knees.
Her gaze fixed upon distant neon lights as her heart sank bit by bit.
Darkness prevailed, with only moonlight as her companion.
She had a heavy blanket over her, but it wasn’t helping her feel any better from the inside.
As an expectant mother, she ought not to surrender to melancholy and sentimentality, for it would adversely affect the healthy development of her baby.
However, her emotions triumphed over reason, an unrelenting buzz playing in her mind.
Recollections of her life with Theodore flooded her thoughts.
She wondered if he was thinking of others in every moment he spent with her, longing for someone else with every glance he cast at her.
Abruptly, her phone vibrated.
Lowering her head, she saw a message from Theodore.
“Are you asleep?”
Shortly after, a second message followed.
“I have returned from the hospital.
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Ariana sat and did nothing, watching the screen of her device fade to black.
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She was waiting, waiting for Theodore to reach out, to initiate a conversation.
However, after an agonizing period, the screen remained dark.
An unspoken agreement seemed to exist between them – she feared being confronted, and he did not dare to confront her.
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Ariana laughed, a bitter, self-mocking sound, as she buried her head into her knees, feeling both aggrieved and sad.
If Theodore had wanted to explain, he wouldn’t have greeted her with silence at the hospital.
That was already a silent answer.
Perhaps she truly held no significant place in his heart.
Her eyes were sore, and her throat seemed to be stuck with something, bitter and swollen.
She tried to keep her emotions in check, but ultimately, she gave in to a quiet bout of crying, her phone slipping from her grasp.
At this time, the screen lit up again, especially dazzling in the darkness.
Ariana hurriedly reached for her phone, only to feel a sinking disappointment wash over her as she glanced at the screen.
It wasn’t him.
It was Holden.