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?"

from the hospital, she was scared out of her

doctor managed

drink so much? Must you make your family worry and suffer because of you? You're clearly tired of living!" Theodore smirked. "I'm sorry for

eyes looked soulless. The usual color

looked dim and hazy, like the fuzzy

voice

your dad and I, won't you think for

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

how

world and you're irreplaceable. You're my son, and

Theodore that he

so long might break him even further. He

worried that he might

at her

meant..." Sydney wiped the tears from her face. "You'll eventually get married and have children of your own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be in agony too? Theo,

silently letting the bitterness in his heart overwhelm

never have my own child,

be able to bear a child

were pregnant back then! He would then have a reason not to divorce

the misunderstandings that

chance to

hoped so hard that Rose would become pregnant, but his hopes

Theodore Spencer, in this

lone boat adrift in the vast ocean

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