Chapter 7
Simon’s POV
I didn’t have feelings for Grace, but when I saw her almost dead, it felt like someone killed me. I rushed her to the hospital, praying she’d pull through–even if it meant I had to give up my own life for hers.
I spent the whole night pacing anxiously, and finally, I got the news that she was stable.
Seeing her pale and unconscious in that hospital bed eased my panic, but an ache settled in my chest.
My heart was screaming that I loved her. I almost lost her before I realized it. Thank goodness I hadn’t signed the divorce papers yet and she was no longer in a critical condition–I still had a shot.
I stayed by her side, waiting for her to wake up so I could tell her that I regret hurting her.
While I was waiting for her to wake up, Sylvia kept asking if Grace was dead. That’s when I lost it for the first time.
She cried on the line, blaming me and saying the thought of going to jail was killing her. But I was done with her selfishness. I hung up and switched off my phone. All I cared about was making sure my wife would wake up soon, and Sylvia could never hurt her again.
But I must have dozed off at some point. In my dream, Grace was waiting for me to sign the divorce papers because I didn’t stand a chance anymore. I woke up fearing it was real.
When I saw Grace finally awake, I was so relieved that I reached out to hug her, but she threw a water bottle at me. She hated me, wanted me
gone..
She wouldn’t listen to anything I said anymore. The look on her face suggested disgust and regret.
I was persistent to stay just as she was to drive me away until her stitches opened. For the second time around, I saw blood staining her side red. I was too scared to say anything, fearing I’d do more harm, so
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I left but only to call the doctor.
I felt relieved when the doctor said it wasn’t too serious. But just when 1 started to breathe easier, Sylvia had found a way to contact me again. She was grieving for the loss of her baby and the loss of her husband, who had then divorced her.
She begged me to save her and convinced me her feelings for me never changed, that she didn’t want to leave me after graduation if not for her parents.
I found myself finding it hard not to believe her. And so I found myself begging Grace to drop the charges against Sylvia.
But Grace was firm about her decision, leaving me no choice but to hire a lawyer. I got one of the best in the country for Sylvia, so we were hopeful she’d only face a lighter sentence.
But Grace’s lawyer was great, and deep down, I knew no one could save Sylvia this time.
Still, it felt like karma for what I’d done. All I wanted was Grace’s forgiveness, hoping we could find our way back to each other.
One night, I waited for her outside her building for so long that I thought the frost would bite my entire body. Thankfully, it wasn’t too late when I saw her again, and my hope ignited again.
But she got out of this unfamiliar car She didn’t notice me because she was laughing with another man like she’d moved on already.
She seemed to have invited him into her place, but I found the courage to call out to her before they could enter the gate.
I wanted a fresh start, ready to lay everything on the line, begging for
a chance.
But she shut me down firmly, saying I was exactly like Sylvia–selfish, someone she didn’t deserve.
I didn’t want to admit it, but she was right.
I didn’t want to lose her. But she was gone before I even realized it.
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