Chapter 46 - I Won’t Ask For Forgiveness
Dylan turned to David, surprised.
“I found out by chance while visiting Carol’s parents’ home,” David explained. “They were talking about it. He was a chef that had worked for their family for a long time. Carol’s household was poor and firmly opposed allowing her to remain with a servant working under her. They were forced apart and he had been fired.
“Carol lied to me about all of that and married me. She snuck behind my back and kept seeing him even after we were wed. Still, I couldn’t be angry at her. One year ago, while I was heading back home, I saw him lying dead on the streets. That man.”
Dylan couldn’t stop his mouth from gaping open in shock. To think that this was the situation between David and Carol…
“Brother, I—” he began, but David shook his head.
“It’s fine. What you said was all correct. It’s been three years already. We can’t keep pretending to be husband and wife like this. Not anymore.”
Instead of looking depressed, David simply shrugged as if he felt refreshed now that the truth had been told. “Is that all you wished to say?” he asked. ‘I’m sure you have more you want to mention,’ his eyes seemed to say.
“There’s also something else… I wanted to make sure you know about this,” Dylan said, lowering his head. “I no longer have feelings for Car—”
“So it’s Anna now, isn’t it?”
Dylan’s head snapped up. A faint smile crossed David’s face. “I told you. I figured it out because I know you.”
Dylan didn’t know what to say.
“I clearly remember when I first saw her. She entered the household three years ago, and when I asked how she came, she gave me a drawer key with your name engraved on it and suddenly asked me for a job.”
Dylan’s eyes clouded over for a moment, old memories finally returning to him. No… It was already too late. Why was it that he only remembered this now? Who Anna was, and how she got here.
To think that she was that young girl… At the time, she hadn’t even grown out of her baby fat yet.
“Since it seemed like you had specifically requested it, I took care of her as best as I could. She was a brilliant and cheerful girl,” David said. “During your three-year absence, I thought of the girl like you and treated her as such. The more I learned about her, the more I discovered how bright and intelligent she was. Even the silly little things she did from time to time looked cute. She also liked books, just like you did. Conversing with her brought new joy to my life. She was like the little sister I never had.”
So that’s how it was. ‘What brought them close together wasn’t a book or some shared interest in one. It had been me,’ Dylan thought.
Suddenly, he was overcome with the desire to see Anna again. It was greater than anything he had ever felt, and it had only been a few days since he last saw her.
Anguish descended upon Dylan’s face.
“Dylan,” his brother called. “Don’t live like Carol and me. I do not wish for you to regret sending away the person you love, separated by the tall wall of reality. Nor do I wish for you to live your days exhausted and married to someone you don’t even love. You know how horrible living like that would be, so I hope you don’t repeat our mistakes.”
“I don’t want to live such an unfortunate life, either. I felt as if I was barefoot and walking on thin ice these past three years.”
The moment he said those words, David’s eyes flashed with determination for a fraction of a second, almost as if he had made a monumental decision of some sort. Dylan couldn’t figure out what David was planning to do, but he knew that he’d support whatever decision his older brother chose to make. Ultimately, it would pave the path toward a happy life for David and Carol.