Chapter 115: Helena Rushing To Lydia.
Evening.
Bedroom, Theodore Mansion.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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Theodore left Lydia be with fresh flowers in the bedroom as the physician had instructed, there was nothing he could do anymore he’d said abd Theodore on a full thread of hope was waiting for Helena now, but he had went right back to her without a second thought, unable to stsy away when he knew she must be innso kuch pain. One he shared with her thoroughly.
A wave of disbelief had crashed over Theodore when he learned the truth: his wife had suffered a miscarriage, a precious life lost before they even knew of its existence.
The news had landed like a heavy blow, one he hadn’t been prepared for, leaving him reeling with a whirlwind of emotions, grief, confusion, and a profound sense of loss.
As he sat beside her on the bed in the midst of his turmoil, a dilemma emerges, casting a shadow over his already troubled mind.
Should he tell his wife the truth when she awakens, or shield her from the pain of this heartbreaking revelation?
The weight of this decision presses down upon him, each option fraught with its own complexities and uncertainties.
He struggled with the tormenting thought of how to broach such a delicate topic, how to find the right words to convey the depth of their shared sorrow.