Sheena lifted her lips into a bitter smile. “I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll leave now.” She said and left.
“Sheen.” There was a slight change of emotions on Carle’s face.
Sheena stopped in her steps but did not turn back.
“I’m sorry,” Carle said quietly as he stared at her frail figure. He had been entirely in the dark all these years and had unconsciously hurt her. He never imagined that their childhood friendship would turn out this way.
Out of the four of them, Rachel was probably the only one without all these complications. Carle closed his eyes. He was envious of how carefree her life must be.
Sheena smiled sadly and said sharply, “If it wasn’t for what happened, I wouldn’t have said all these. You don’t have to feel sorry for me, Carle. I’m fine. However, you should think about your relationship with Liz. Don’t make it hard for her and yourself.”
This time, she did not hesitate. She left as soon as she finished talking under Carle’s watchful gaze.
The moment the door closed, Carle’s eyes shifted. He seemed to regain his senses. Sheena’s words clouded his mind.
What do I do? Must I give up on Liz? But I don’t want to. Not at all. But… From what Sheen said, Liz only agreed to be my girlfriend because she was scared I wouldn’t wake up from my coma. And now, she probably isn’t saying anything to me because she doesn’t want to date me. Or maybe because she didn’t want to cause him to relapse.
Carle had given it much thought during these few days. But, whenever he thought about it, he would deny it vehemently and banish those thoughts.
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