Chapter Seventy nine.


    Oregon


    I couldn''t lift my body from the bed. I just kept lying down there, not moving an inch. My eyes were


    swollen and red as tears had not stopped leaking out of them since that night. I felt so terrible that


    my heart bled. I had never felt this guilty or bad before.


    My food had been on the table since morning, but I didn''t touch it. I had no appetite to eat or drink. I


    hadn''t even taken a bath or brushed my teeth. I had been on the bed for a long time. I couldn''t even


    sleepst night.


    As I remembered many years ago, I continued weeping with a broken heart. "I''m sorry, Vivian. I''m


    really sorry." My voice broke as tears kept slipping down my eyes.


    Then vivid and clear thoughts started ringing in my ears - Shouldn''t you end things with her? You


    don''t deserve her anymore! You killed her parents, so let her go! Stop loving her, you murderer.


    When she finds out the truth, it''s over for you! She doesn''t deserve to be the mother of your child!


    "Stop!" I screamed and covered my ears. "I will... I will end things with her. I need to break up with


    her right now. I can''t do this anymore," I added in a whisper, clutching onto my racing chest.


    I struggled to get out of bed, groaning as I pulled myself upright. I shuffled to the bathroom, washing


    my face and brushing my teeth. After dressing in a shirt and ck pants, I left the room and turned


    back to the table, where a meal had been left for me. The food looked up at me expectantly, but I


    was too tired to eat.


    Instead, I headed towards Vivian''s room, but she wasn''t there. I remembered then that her trainer


    had started working with her.


    I hurried to the training center, where the door was slightly ajar. I pushed it open and peered inside,


    seeing Vivian sitting on the floor andughing with Damien. The sight warmed my heart and made


    me smile.


    "You''re so funny!" Vivian eximed, her eyes sparkling.


    "You are quite hrious, you know that," she further said.


    "I''m not surprised," he replied, shrugging his shoulders. "I have heard this many times from people."


    Vivian smirked. "I can also see that you are a narcissist."


    "Well, I get that a lot too," he said, and Vivianughed again.


    "You''re hrious!" Vivian eximed, her eyes shining with delight. "And speaking of your family,


    how''s your sister doing these days?"


    "My sister?" he asked, his brow furrowed. "I''m not sure how you know about her - I don''t think I ever


    told you I have a sister."


    Vivian frowned slightly, puzzled. "Wait, what? You definitely told me and Oregon all about her the


    other day we met you at the hospital."


    "Oh," he whispered. "I think I remember it now."


    I was stunned, and my eyes widened when Vivian uttered that. I studied the so-called trainer and


    saw it was indeed Damien. I was quite surprised. It is indeed a small world.


    "Oh well, she''s doing much better now," he replied.


    "Has she been discharged from the hospital yet?" she asked.


    He shook his head. "Not yet, but it should be soon. I''m hoping my brother will get better too." His


    voice took on a soft tone as he spoke, and he looked down at the floor.


    "Wait - you have a brother who''s sick, too?" she asked, surprised.


    "Yes," he replied.


    "How? What happened to them?" Vivian asked, with a look of surprise on her face.


    "They got into a ghastly motor ident," he answered.


    Vivian gasped and covered her widely opened mouth with her hands. "I''m d they didn''t die


    though. What about your brother? Wasn''t he in the hospital as well?"


    "No, he is in my pack''s hospital," he replied. "However, he is in a worse condition than my sister. I


    really hope he makes it."


    I watched as tears streamed down his face as he spoke.


    Vivian sighed and moved closer to him, gently wiping away his tears. "Everything is going to be


    fine," she said softly. "Just have faith."


    I looked away, trying to collect myself. I leaned against the wall and shut my eyes, trying to take


    deep breaths. I couldn''t believe I was feeling jealous at that moment.


    I looked back, and my heart stopped when I saw them embracing. Vivian''s face was full of shock,


    while Damien''s was wet with tears.


    "That bastard," I seethed and entered the room.


    Vivian looked up, and when she saw me, her face turned white in shock like she had seen a ghost.


    "Oregon..." she whispered and pushed Damien away from her.


    "You!" I growled and punched Damien.


    "Oregon, please!" Vivian yelled, and I looked at her with tears in my eyes.


    She sighed, stood up, and hugged me. "You don''t have to worry, nothing happened between us."


    I didn''t know when I started sobbing, and I couldn''t control it as well. Vivian must have felt so


    surprised. She looked at Damien, who was still on the floor, rubbing his punched face.


    "Please, can you leave us, Damien?" she whispered. He nodded, stood up, and left us.


    When he was gone, I broke down in tears, and she embraced me even more tightly. "What is it,


    Oregon? This is unlike you. I never thought that would make you cry. I''m sorry, I won''t hug anyone


    again but you."


    "No..." I whispered and pulled myself away from her embrace. She stared at me shockingly, and I


    saw how misty her eyes were.


    "You should keep on hugging him," I whispered.


    She forced a fake smile and shook her head. "What are you saying? Why... Why would you say


    something like that, Oregon? Is something wrong?" she asked.


    I wiped my tears and sniffled. "Let''s break up, Vivian," I whispered, clenching my fists and trying to


    be strong. I didn''t want to cry a second time, never!


    "Why?" Her voice shook.


    "How about we abort that baby?" I whispered, pointing at her almost protruding belly, and the tears


    ran down Vivian''s eyes.


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    "Oregon," she whispered, her voice breaking.