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?"

scared out of

the doctor managed to

so much? Must you make your family worry and suffer because of you? You're clearly

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

lost their usual radiance. They looked dim and hazy, like the fuzzy reflection of the moon

cold voice broke

you think for Grandma? She

who looks like me as a replacement and she'll take him as me, just like how Aurora took Rose's

how Sebastian replaced

world and you're irreplaceable.

wanted to tell Theodore

hiding it from him for so long might break him even further. He wasn't in a good condition

more worried that he might

furrowed at her words. "What

a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be in agony too? Theo, pull yourself together, won't

lips, silently letting the bitterness in his heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words seemed to deepen the unspeakable

never have my own child,

able to bear a child with another

to have a child with Rose. If only Rose were pregnant back then! He would then have

together, the misunderstandings that laid between them would surely

stand a chance

hard that Rose would become pregnant,

would be left of him, Theodore Spencer,

a lone boat

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