Eliza felt a sharp pang in her chest. She couldn't help but press herself closer to the wall.

"I passed out midway. I don't remember how long it was," she whispered.

In the darkness, Casper got up and strode toward her. Her body tensed, leaning against the cabinet, her fingertips digging in until he was right in front of her. He brought a cold air with him, and his breath carried a faint scent of tobacco. Eliza's heart raced, her lips tightening involuntarily.

"Today, we laid Grandpa to rest. I can overlook some things, but..." His large hand clasped her neck, forcing her to look up. "...why did Grandpa pass away like this? Do you know why?"

Eliza's eyes narrowed as she stared at Casper in the dark. "Mr. Casper, are you saying that Grandpa died because I didn't give him a blood transfusion in time?"

"Wasn't that the case?"

"What if it was the other way around?" Her eyes trembled, her voice hoarse. "If it was me who died, would you be sad?"

Her lips twisted into a bitter smile, tears welling up in her eyes. "Of course, you'd be sad. If I died, there'd be no saving Grandpa. You wouldn't want me to die, right? Casper, don't you think you're being cruel to me?"

He laughed, a mocking, disdainful sound. "Eliza, who do you think you are? Do you really think you're that important? If you think this is cruel, what do you call destroying Nova's life?"

pupils dilated as she stared at him. "If marrying me ruined her, you could just divorce me and marry her. If

everything they had on her treatment. The hospital wasn't the best, but the surgeon was top-notch. It was said

Nova was always a

parents endless worry. During

The alcohol didn't

with her medication, leading to heart and kidney damage and complications. Her leg was

eyes, Eliza was to blame

pressed against the wall, pinning her tightly. "So, you're having an affair with

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matter if the

to

couldn't understand. Casper had

made up his mind,

of words

opinion.

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