In the early hours of the morning, Theodore sat in the penthouse, gazing down at the view through the large windows. Outside, the lights sparkled, and the bustling streets twisted and turned. Even in the dead of night, the city remained vibrant.

He reached out to touch the bottle of liquor beside him, but just as he was about to grab it, the bottle was taken away.

Theodore turned around, frowning as he extended his hand. "Give it back."

"Don't drink anymore. Your wounds haven't healed yet." Caleb forcibly took the bottle.

Theodore snapped coldly, "If you don't let me drink, do you want me to jump off the building?"

"Don't try to scare me. My heart is weak. If you jump here, I'll die of fright, and then I'll hunt you down in hell and give you a good beating," Caleb said.

Theodore chuckled. "Then I won't jump."

He had considered jumping and had almost done it, but at the last moment, Wesley stopped him.

Later, he waited for Rosalie, but no matter how long he waited, she never came.

He wanted to see her one last time before dying, but in the end, she never showed.

thought about

end, he no

"Theo, how long are you going to hide out here

the latter to secretly pick him up from the hospital. He even

one knew that Theodore had left the hospital;

he wanted

was only Caleb's place where he could find some

out, and

Theodore still had the mood to joke around, Caleb knew he probably

injured, not sleeping, and still drinking, as if he was deliberately exhausting his body. As his friend, Caleb was

Rosalie's name made Theodore's

she'll apologize, and then you can use that as an excuse to get her back. She

a woman like Rosalie wasn't worth it, especially after she had abandoned him for

well-being.

He would even

Theodore give up on Rosalie, he might get beaten up

Theodore himself couldn't face her right now, he wouldn't allow anyone else to say a

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