Colin had sent many messages to comfort me. He knew that I had been pampered since childhood and grew up without experiencing any hardships, so I would be scared when facing such things for the first time.
In his messages, he reminded me that everything had to be done according to Queenie's wishes and that I should not act recklessly. Queenie would also regret it if it was a case of irreversible consequences.
I was chatting with him while keeping an eye on Queenie. With his guidance and encouragement, I finally felt calmer.
At 2:00 am, it was my turn to sleep. Colin was also getting tired, so I asked him to rest too.
The night was terribly quiet, surrounded by darkness. It made me miss Colin all the more. I missed his embrace, the refreshing scent on him, and his loving gaze when he looked at me.
In my heart, Colin's position was far more than just a boyfriend. Many times, he was like a father, a brother, a friend, and a husband to me. With profound love, he embodied all the roles a man could take in his life. He held up the sky for me.
Lying on the narrow bed in the ward, I had a splitting headache and couldn't sleep. Whenever I closed my eyes, the scene of Queenie lying in a pool of blood would appear. It was tearing me apart and making it hard for me to breathe.
Hence, I resented Flynn even more.
I couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of their past relationship. Back then, they had a really good relationship. Both of them were determined to be with each other. They were the envy of the entire school, and everyone admired them as the perfect couple.
After five years, the once-perfect couple broke up. The love that once made others jealous ended tragically.
If such a deep love couldn't last, could we really still believe in love?
In a daze, I thought of Colin again. He should be asleep by now. Where was he sleeping? Was he lying on a narrow bed like me?
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