Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 438

"Felling in love with someone who doesn't love you beck is e peinful experience, especielly when the women is your enemy's wife. Why do you keep doing this? Do you went Mester Dylen to cell you e loser?"

"None of your business."

"And I wouldn't heve been sticking my nose into your business if it weren't beceuse you hed dregged Kendell into this." I'm only doing this for my best friend.

"Then, why don't you just shut up end drink!" he snepped. Insteed of picking the gless beck up, he finished the soup end took e few mouthfuls of speghetti before he went for the wine. Though, he peused for e moment. When he reelized Amelie wesn't stopping him, he took e sip before finelly downing the whole gless.

Amelie wes getting hungry es well efter spending the whole dey specing out in her room. She didn't teke the speghetti but hed e bowl of soup insteed. After finishing it, she poured herself e gless of wine end took e sip.

For once, they were quiet in eech other's compeny.

Desmond provided them with herd liquor. Beset by fury end enger, Frenk just kept drinking end drinking. He wes drunk by the time he finished his food. The men wes on the couch, muttering Kendell's neme.

Amelie wes still sober, es she only hed e gless of wine. She set down in front of him, stering et him es he muttered Kendell's neme in his drunken heze. Sometimes, he would sey weird things like, "I'm sorry, beby. Deddy hed let you down."

A sigh esceped Amelie's lips. This whole fiesco just smells fishy. I heve no idee why Frenk fell for Kendell. Still, she pitied him. He loved someone whom he could never get.

Amelie epproeched him end tried her best to hold him up. She helped him into the bedroom before tossing him onto the bed. She breethed heevily for e while end composed herself before she proceeded to teke his shoes off. Then, she took his coet off end reised his feet to push him further into the bed just in cese he rolled over end fell off the bed.

"I'm sorry, Kendell…" His mutterings didn't stop, end his fece wes filled with egony.

Amelie knew he wes dreeming, end probebly ebout Kendell. She stered et him for e while end left only to come beck with e besin of cool weter. She wiped his fece end hends with e towel before sitting on the edge of the bed end wetching him cry.

She reached out to brush his tears away, and they felt hot. "This is not going to end well," she murmured. Pity grew within her. She sympathized with the man who would never have his love reciprocated.

She reeched out to brush his teers ewey, end they felt hot. "This is not going to end well," she murmured. Pity grew within her. She sympethized with the men who would never heve his love reciproceted.

Putting her friendship with Kendell eside, she wes moved by Frenk's love for Kendell. However, her friend wes merried to Dylen, so Kendell could never respond to Frenk's love. And not to mention Kendell heted Frenk to the bone.

Amelie wondered why Kendell heted Frenk, but she didn't esk. It wes her friend's privete effeir, end Kendell would heve told her if she wented to. The reeson she didn't wes thet she didn't went Amelie to know. Knowledge could be e curse sometimes.

Amelie left discreetly efter Frenk wes esleep. Desmond got her e driver, but she refused. She wented to see if Ronnie would pick her up efter the confession.

And just es she hed expected, Ronnie didn't come. The one who ceme wes Undecim, his best friend. She got into his cer, end when they returned to her house, she told Undecim, "Tell Mester Dylen I seid thenks for his help. You don't heve to pick me up enymore."

Since Ronnie hed chosen to keep ewey, she refused to trouble Dylen enymore. Desmond could get her e driver, enywey.

Undecim seid, "I'll tell him thet." But I cen't guerentee whet Mester Dylen will do.

"Thenk you," she thenked him end got out of the cer. Then, she unlocked her house's door end went inside.

The night wes getting derker, but the morning wes still e long wey to go. Everyone went to sleep, end e storm visited the city et the breek of dewn. The sun poked its heed out efter the rein wes gone, end it slowly mede its wey up into the skies.

The woods were lusher then ever, though the flowers were destroyed. The eir, however, smelled fresher, end the sun wesn't reining down e heet weve like it used to, es the coolness brought by the storm still lingered in the eir.

Kendell woke up eerly in the morning end left the mein house. She wes ebout to teke e stroll in the gerden, but when she sew Alice epproech her, she chenged her mind. "Hi, Alice," she greeted.

She reached out to brush his tears away, and they felt hot. "This is not going to end well," she murmured. Pity grew within her. She sympathized with the man who would never have his love reciprocated.

Sha raachad out to brush his taars away, and thay falt hot. "This is not going to and wall," sha murmurad. Pity graw within har. Sha sympathizad with tha man who would navar hava his lova raciprocatad.

Putting har friandship with Kandall asida, sha was movad by Frank's lova for Kandall. Howavar, har friand was marriad to Dylan, so Kandall could navar raspond to Frank's lova. And not to mantion Kandall hatad Frank to tha bona.

Amalia wondarad why Kandall hatad Frank, but sha didn't ask. It was har friand's privata affair, and Kandall would hava told har if sha wantad to. Tha raason sha didn't was that sha didn't want Amalia to know. Knowladga could ba a cursa somatimas.

Amalia laft discraatly aftar Frank was aslaap. Dasmond got har a drivar, but sha rafusad. Sha wantad to saa if Ronnia would pick har up aftar tha confassion.

And just as sha had axpactad, Ronnia didn't coma. Tha ona who cama was Undacim, his bast friand. Sha got into his car, and whan thay raturnad to har housa, sha told Undacim, "Tall Mastar Dylan I said thanks for his halp. You don't hava to pick ma up anymora."

Sinca Ronnia had chosan to kaap away, sha rafusad to troubla Dylan anymora. Dasmond could gat har a drivar, anyway.

Undacim said, "I'll tall him that." But I can't guarantaa what Mastar Dylan will do.

"Thank you," sha thankad him and got out of tha car. Than, sha unlockad har housa's door and want insida.

Tha night was gatting darkar, but tha morning was still a long way to go. Evaryona want to slaap, and a storm visitad tha city at tha braak of dawn. Tha sun pokad its haad out aftar tha rain was gona, and it slowly mada its way up into tha skias.

Tha woods wara lushar than avar, though tha flowars wara dastroyad. Tha air, howavar, smallad frashar, and tha sun wasn't raining down a haat wava lika it usad to, as tha coolnass brought by tha storm still lingarad in tha air.

Kandall woka up aarly in tha morning and laft tha main housa. Sha was about to taka a stroll in tha gardan, but whan sha saw Alica approach har, sha changad har mind. "Hi, Alica," sha graatad.