They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 629

Chapter 629: We All Knew

Nothing she could say would stop him from taking care of her.

"There’s something I... I need to tell you," Nnenna began, her words slow and raw.

"Where’s Arthur?" she asked without turning.

"I’m here," Arthur’s voice answered from right behind her, calm, flat, a guard at her back.

"We should go inside first," Arthur suggested.

"No." Nnenna’s reply was sharp, sudden. "I can’t keep carrying this."

"Carrying what?" Carl asked, voice low and steady, trying to read her through the rain.

Nnenna swallowed hard, the words dragging through her. "What happened at the cliff..." she started.

"That’s in the past," Arthur interrupted, the way he always tried to close a wound before it bled more. "No need to revisit it."

"No!" Nnenna snapped, more desperate than angry. The rain pattered against their umbrellas, like a metronome counting down her confession. "You don’t know everything."

"It doesn’t matter—" Arthur began.

"It does," Carl cut in gently, looking straight at Arthur. "It matters to her."

Arthur’s jaw tightened. He nodded, the silence stretching as he gave her the space she needed.

Carl urged

kill me on the cliff, I tried to stop it. I don’t know

kept falling. The world narrowed to just those words, the confession sitting between them like an

wanted to find out about my

again and again to always be careful, to

a love system?" written on both their faces. They swallowed it down. They

in such a hurry," she went on, grief turning to rage then to shame. "If I had made better choices, used my resources more efficiently, thought, he would be here. But I failed. And now, he’ll never know, and he’ll never forgive me. I don’t even deserve it. I don’t deserve anything. You all

and bent to meet her eyes, not caring that the rain soaked him, Nnenna

Athena was reckless. That’s true. But reckless doesn’t equal murder. There are so many possibilities that don’t end with someone dying." He paused, searching for the right words. "... In fact your overall actions were impressive. You reacted to save yourself. You did what your body and training pushed you to do. That’s not guilt, it’s survival. It’s exactly what we

steady. "But let’s set the wind aside. Even if you did something strange in that moment, you couldn’t have known the outcome. You didn’t see Somto or Arthur go over until Arthur shouted. You didn’t even know they were

shoulder lightly. "We’re proud of how you tried to fight," he added, voice rough. "Not proud because of the outcome, never because of that, but proud

you never forget this—" his voice softened but carried weight, "—we could never hate you. For anything. Even if you picked up a knife and stabbed it through

those who hate you. Somto told us what you did in Lionara, how you turned things around when no one thought

with raw honesty. "And listen to yourself. Somto, never forgive you? Nnenna—" he swallowed, finally letting it out,

jaw set,

cracked. She already knew Somto had cared, but what she had always longed for was beyond sibling love, the kind she could never

back, resolute. "No. I don’t think you do know." He drew in a steadying breath. "On the night of his coronation, he called me. We talked, about some

froze, her heart

until she turned eighteen," Carl

slipped out of her in disbelief. Her chest tightened.

to let go, knowing he was gone forever. The guilt of his death was already crushing her. But to hear that he had died with someone else in his heart, it felt like another

lifting a hand as if to

shook her head hard. "I don’t want to

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