Chapter 113 - There's No One
‘Pern. Pern, I’ve never been like this before, and I had said I would live like I was dead.
But I’ve rebelled against my brother, which I had never done before. Why am I like this?’
No matter how much she asked, Pern didn’t look back. Little Laila was just crying incessantly. Laila took her eyes off Pern and looked at the young Laila.
Then, she knew. One of the reasons for doing this, if not the most important reason, was that in the end, it was for the sake of Laila herself.
Because Laila didn’t want to lose him. Because Laila was so lonely. She didn’t want to let go of her one and only family, Pern, who was like her father.
And this meant that, in the end, Laila had not changed at all. It was not entirely because of this, but it was definitely one of the reasons.
Her vision was shattered. Amid confusion, the one she saw again was her brother. Laila thought it was an extension of her dream.
‘All of this is like a dream. What if it didn’t happen at all?’ thought Laila inwardly. She thought she was doing this just for Pern, but she was doing this because she felt lonely.
She just needed someone to listen to her. The brother in the dream said nothing, was not angry, and was just beautiful.
“Brother, Brother. I was wrong. I was really wrong.”
She cried and begged, saying that she was wrong.
Laila had kept both her love and her friendship for herself. Although she had determined to never love again, she had ended up loving again eventually.
“It’s always so dark where I am, and I was afraid that it would be like that for the rest of my life, so…”
She cried and cried again. Listening to the words that were coming out of her mouth was making her sad.
“Because it’s always dark.”
Everything that she had done to ask for love was dismissed as if it was meaningless from the beginning.
“It was better not to have it from the beginning.”
It was dark everywhere Laila lived. Wherever she was, she was choking and hurting. She didn’t like the darkness.
“I was so afraid to live in the dark until I die…”
The joyous smile of the prince she had seen that first time was the only moment Laila got out of the dead end. She desperately held out her hand.
“There’s nobody. There’s no one there, Brother. I was scared of that. I’m sorry.”
What made her stop making Pern leave was because she regretted making him sad, but deep in her mind, she remembered how lonely she became after he left.
She didn’t want to be alone, so she stopped him. It was like all those days when she was obsessed with the Crown Prince. Laila didn’t want to die alone in the dark.
She wanted to live. She didn’t want to be sick and wanted to be happy. She lived, loved, and was obsessed. And because of that, her friend died.
Laila begged and cried countless times that it was her fault— her fault for being born, for coming back like this, and for dreaming like this.
She hated herself so much, but as much as she hated herself, she became sad. After a while, she felt a hand on her head. Laila saw a silently sweet brother in her dream.
After a while, her vision darkened.
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