Chapter 19 Blood Roses
I gave up the desire to survive, determined to follow Jamie.
I removed the IV tube from my hand and attempted to jump out of the window on the ward’s windowsill, but a fellow patient in the same room intervened just in time.
Breaking a glass with a water cup, I deeply stabbed my wrist, only to be revived once again.
After several attempts, I lay flat on the bed, the whole world incredibly dark.
In my semi-conscious state, I dreamt of him.
From the moment I first met him in his youth,
to the light he brought into my heart,
that unconditional love,
I realized he had silently guarded me all along.
Why? Why is the world so cruel to me?
Taking away the only oxygen in my life.
In a daze, I saw a woman kneeling on the ground, begging for my forgiveness.
It was my sister.
She said she finally understood the pain she caused me.
How many years of sin I helped her bear.
“Dad’s death is my fault. It’s me who made you make that call and forced you to keep it a secret.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
Expressionless, I looked at my awakened sister and my worn-out mother standing before me.
In my memories, how many times had I fantasized about receiving love from my family?
During those helpless times, as long as I heard a word of encouragement from them, I was willing to become better for them.
But now, it was all meaningless.
I just turned my head away, refusing to look at them or say a word.
After Jamie’s death, I lived in destitution day and night, lying on the hospital bed.
The nurse I saw when I woke up from a coma stayed by my side constantly.
I thought she was there to prevent me from attempting suicide again, until the night she handed me a bank card, the night my roommate was discharged, revealing a secret.
“I should be the person who understands your feelings the most. Although we’ve been apart for ten years, I’ve been constantly missing him.”
My mind buzzed in fear of what she might say next. However, her revelation left me even more astonished.
“My name is Esme, and I am Jamie’s biological sister.”