Theodore laid on the hospital bed with a hollow look in his eyes.

He had asked himself countless times why he was still alive.

Why was he in the hospital when he opened his eyes?

He was the only one living in that house, with no servants on duty.

He was all alone, surrounded by a pile of wine bottles, fully intending to drink to his death. He was all prepared to welcome death, and even thought he saw the grim reaper waving his hands at him. Yet, when he next opened his eyes, he found himself in the hospital.

It was dark and silent in the ward. The air felt as though it was frozen, the silence deafening.

Theodore looked out the window, and saw a weak ray of sunshine peeking shyly through the curtains. It was as bashful as a young lover, but he could still feel the warmth on his cheeks.

Unfortunately, this ray of sunshine wasn't enough to resist the gloom in his heart. All it did was to trace the outline of his emaciated and haggard face.

He hated the sunshine.

The door to the ward suddenly opened and Sydney walked in. She had a bouquet of fresh flowers in hand, which she began displaying in a vase.

Theodore continued lying silently on the bed, as if he didn't see her at all.

A light fragrance filled the air in the room.

Theodore furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"My son almost died. Can't I come?"

call from the hospital, she was scared out of her wits and

the doctor managed to resuscitate

that you can't touch alcohol. Why did you drink so much? Must you make your family worry

his eyes looked soulless. The usual color on his cheeks had faded, leaving behind deathly gray

like the fuzzy reflection of the moon

voice broke Sydney's

not for your dad and I, won't you think for Grandma? She raised

who I am now, so what if I die? Just find someone who looks like me as a replacement and she'll take him as me,

how Sebastian replaced

you're irreplaceable. You're my son, and you...you'll be

wanted to tell Theodore that he

might break him even further. He wasn't in a good condition right now, and was

worried that he might end up hating

brows furrowed at her words.

own and be a father one day. If your child ends up

his heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words

have my

never be able to bear a child with another

badly to have a child with Rose. If only Rose were

remained together, the misunderstandings that laid

a chance to

hard that Rose would become pregnant,

would be left of him, Theodore Spencer,

was filled with hopelessness, like a lone boat adrift

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