"It's not like that!" Lizetta pressed herself closer into Remington's embrace; her small face nuzzled against his chest as she continued. "I'm a selfish person, Rem. All I want is for you to always take care of yourself! And isn't that what everyone should do anyway? How could that be wrong?

I also believe that if Stella had a better shot at escaping that day, you would've given her that chance without a second thought, right?"

Lizetta sniffed, while tightening her arms around Remington's waist.

"I don't care about anything else; if you hadn't escaped back then, I wouldn't have you with me now! And that's just not acceptable!" Listening to Lizetta's somewhat childish reasoning, Remington felt a deep stir within him.

When he was found and brought back, the West family, of course, said nothing.

Even if they didn't blame him out loud, they did in their hearts.

Even his father, Nathan, felt guilty towards the West family, probably thinking he, as a boy, should not have left Stella behind.

as if she were her own daughter, probably wished it was Stella who had come back, not

such a position, couldn't voice

it was the first time someone told him he did nothing

have saved

I get it," Remington said softly, his chin gently brushing the top

were rimmed with red. Despite her words, the thought of

the girl with a severed thumb, Stella not receiving timely medical

searching with no

Barbara cried herself

Eileen, who was missing her right thumb and had lost her memory. Her appearance and age were so similar to Stella's. She was the closest I've ever come to finding Stella; I was

just long enough in the hospital to

mom to carry this regret to her grave, so he asked me to bring Eileen back. If Barbara couldn't hold on, we would tell

were the burdens that

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