Chapter 593
“I’m not upset about anything else,” Elyse quickly denied.
Morgan studied her face intently. “You look just like your dad when you lie. Neither of you is any good at it.”
Elyse touched her face, wondering if it was that obvious. Morgan’s voice softened with concern. “So, what are you sad about? Would you like to talk about it?”
Elyse hesitated, unsure how to put her feelings into words. Sensing her hesitation, Morgan gently reassured her. “It’s okay. Take your time. I’m here for you whenever you’re ready.”
Elyse took a deep breath before speaking, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “I’ve always yearned for someone to hold me close, be proud of me, and love me. In return, I would give that same love. I hoped Lanny and Glenda could fulfill that role, but they couldn’t. Then I met Theo and loved him for three years, only to realize he couldn’t offer me the affection I craved. Later, I met Jayden. He showered me with love and affection. I thought I had finally found the one, but he never truly opened up to me. I grew weary and disappointed.”
She paused, gathering her thoughts. “I was ready to give up. Exhausted from the relationship, I contemplated letting go until I discovered I was pregnant with Jayden’s baby. I thought maybe it was fate, that we were meant to be together. Filled with hope, I cared for the unborn baby. But then I lost it.”
Morgan, puzzled, asked softly, “Don’t you love Jayden anymore?”
After a long pause, Elyse finally spoke. “My mind’s all over the place. I don’t know how I feel about him anymore.”
She leaned back against the pillow and closed her eyes, weariness etched across her face. “After losing the baby, I feel detached from everyone. I used to envision a home with my baby, but now that it’s gone, that dream has also disappeared.”
Sensing Elyse’s vulnerability, Morgan gently touched her head. “There’s no rush to find all the answers now. They’ll come to you when the time is right. If you can’t figure it out now, it just means that moment hasn’t arrived yet.”
Elyse murmured, “Really? Will I figure it out one day? And what will I do once the answers come?”
Morgan smiled warmly. “That’s the beauty of life. You’ll be surprised and find yourself taking actions you never thought you would.” She held Elyse’s hand tightly and pressed it to her chin. “So promise me you won’t let confusion and helplessness get the better of you. You’ll find your answers eventually.”
Elyse calmed down, gazing out the window, and felt a renewed sense of brightness in the world outside. After chatting for a while longer, Morgan grabbed her bag and left, as Tobin had advised her to head back in case of any issues.
After Morgan left, Elyse lay on the bed, her face blank as she stared at the ceiling. Restlessness soon set in, and feeling uncomfortable, she got up, wrapped herself in a thick down jacket, and opened the door to her ward. The doctor had advised against her going to the garden after the miscarriage, so she could only take a walk in the corridors.
When Elyse reached the seventeenth floor, she bumped into an acquaintance—Mabel. Taking in Mabel’s appearance, Elyse noticed she was a complete wreck. Mabel’s body was stained with blood, her hair was a tangled mess, and red, swollen slap marks marred her face.
Mabel hadn’t expected to run into Elyse here. Seeing her in a hospital gown, she immediately sneered, “Are you dying from an incurable disease or something?”
“You’re as mean as always,” Elyse replied, giving Mabel a cold glance. As she talked, Elyse couldn’t ignore Mabel’s mismatched shoes and disheveled look. “It seems like someone else in your family is heading towards their demise,” she commented.
Mabel became furious. “Fuck you! How dare you curse my mother?”
“Oh! Glenda’s in the hospital? Judging by your appearance, I assume it’s a serious situation. Is she the one who’s dying?” Elyse retorted.
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