Chapter 83: Owe
"If I were you in your place, I would have despised myself too." Ivy’s word echoed in the private training ground, making the atmosphere turn stiff.
"Ivy, you don’t need to..." Silas began, but stopped when Ivy continued her words as if she were some kind of robot,
"I understand your concern. I rejected him repeatedly while letting the Ravencroft family take advantage of him blindly like a fool. I never intended to harm him, but my foolishness harmed him in the end."
The feel of Silas’s warm, sticky blood had left a lasting impression on Ivy.
The cold shoulder given by others never bothered her. But whenever she was all alone in the room, she would remember a certain child who used to chase her.
From childhood to teenage to adulthood, he remained by her side. Loved her deeply. He was the hope of many, yet he only hoped to be loved by her.
Smart, talented, and powerful. Perfect epitome of a ruler. And how did he die? Because of her foolishness.
Often, when she missed him, while the endless darkness surrounded her, she wondered how things would have been if she hadn’t been foolish.
Maybe he would have survived... and his family would have thrived. Maybe they would have been a happy couple... and maybe... just maybe... the Blackthorn family wouldn’t have suffered so much misery all alone.
What stung her the most before was... the Blackthorn family’s acceptance. They hard dropped by to blame Ivy. Freya did blame her, but even she left a letter accepting the fact that it wasn’t Ivy’s mistake.