If Lily ever found out, he had already killed Alex Carter—
She would blame herself for that, too.
Ethan didn't understand.
Why did she insist on carrying every burden?
Why did she act like every sin was hers to bear?
Did she really think she could survive under that weight?
Lily lowered her gaze and stepped forward.
Ethan walked beside her, their footsteps echoing through the empty hospital corridor.
The silence stretched between them, heavy and unspoken.
Outside, the cool air brushed against her skin.
She finally exhaled, voice barely above a whisper.
"You should go back."
Ethan stopped.
His brows furrowed.
"Go back?"
Was she serious?
Since their breakup, this woman had chased after him relentlessly.
She had fought so hard to win him back.
And now, she was telling him to leave?
"You're busy," Lily continued, her expression blank, her voice hollow.
"I don't want to waste your time."
Ethan said nothing.
His silence weighed heavier than words ever could.
