Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 62

"She... she didn't tell me anything. Why didn't Lila... why didn't she say anything? Otherwise, I wouldn't have given it away."

Camille found this amusing. "You're still blaming her?"

Dorian stood frozen in place, the resentment he had built up against Lila over the past few days almost consuming him at that moment.

Had he really been blaming her?

He blamed her for being thoughtless, blamed her for being unreasonable.

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Camille let out a chuckle. "You blame her for not telling you, but she was thinking that she shouldn't tell you, that she couldn't let you bear that burden. Why is that, Dorian?"

He opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to speak, and he could not utter a word.

Camille answered for him, "Because she only wants your love to be open and selfless! Go look at her fingers; the scars from carving the beads are still there!

"Have you never seen them? Have you ever asked about them?"

rope pulling him into the abyss, and disbelief still lingered on

who betrays genuine feelings

his heart, weighing him down to the point where he could

woken up from that serious illness, Lila had been sitting in the hospital room with him, gently rubbing her

he had asked her casually if she had hurt

had just smiled and said she had been standing too long and needed to rest for

sound so effortless that he hadn't thought

night caring for him. How

turned pale, and he felt

had always considered himself extraordinary and

refused to look at him again, her gaze

the same crew. That day, Lila came to me and

for so many years and had come this far. I wanted to give

all this because she didn't want us to be disappointed in her!" Guilt washed over

He clenched his fists tightly, barely managing to steady

or seeking their help to

only wanted to inform Taylor that she intended to let go of the past and start a new