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After being in a daze for a long time, Taya came to her senses and slowly looked at his legs. "What about you? What's wrong with your legs?"
Silas followed her line of sight, touched his disabled leg, and said lightly, "It's just a gunshot wound. Don't worry."
When Taya heard the word "gunshot wound," she thought of his suicide, and her face was full of self-blame. "Were you in
front of my grave..."
Silas shook his head and denied, "No, it has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself."
How could Taya believe him? She frowned and said to him, "Silas, we've known each other for so many years. Is there anything you can't tell me?" They were each other's first love and pack for many years. Their friendship was so deep that even the change of years
could not erase it.
Silas looked at her and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he said slowly, "That night, I planned to kill myself for you, but Griffon stopped me..."
away the gun in my hand, But I was determined to die. While arguing with him, I accidentally hurt my leg..."
Taya raised her eyes and looked at him in a daze. "Why are you so silly..."
Silas smiled faintly. "What's the point of me living without you?"
The guilt in Taya's heart was amplified infinitely, making her
feel so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide.
Silas was still alive, but his leg was injured. He could no longer move as freely as before. The damage done couldn't be repaired by his wolf. He said it had nothing to do with her and asked her not to
blame herself. But it was all because of her.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
Taya raised her hand and touched his leg, her face full of guilt.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
Silas didn't care and comforted her softly, "Taya, it really has
nothing to do with you. It's my own fault."
Taya shook her head and said with tears in her eyes, "If you hadn't thought I was dead, you wouldn't have..." Silas pressed down on her red lips to stop her from continuing. "No matter when you pass away, I'll follow you."
He had always planned to do so, and no one could stop him, including her.
Looking at his stubborn expression, Taya felt as if her heart was being crushed by a stone.
She lowered her gaze, staring at his legs, her guilt not subsiding but instead devouring her even faster.
Silas rubbed her hair again and said, "Don't worry. The doctor is still treating me. Maybe I can still stand up. They are working on finding a way to repair me enough for my wolf to be able to do something, for me to be able to shift." These words lit up a glimmer of hope in Taya's dim eyes.
"Really?"
Silas smiled and nodded at her. "Yes."
The doctor said that his nerves were damaged and he would be paralyzed for the rest of his life, but he didn't want to see Taya continue to blame herself sadly.
When Taya got the answer, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly, "Then, I'll stay by your side. and take care of you in the future." Silas's face stiffened slightly. He couldn't help but look at his legs...
sabled person was very difficult. How could
guilt?
Silas looked at her and shook his head gently. "Taya, someone
is taking care of me. You don't have to stay by my side..." Hearing this, Taya looked at the girl who was still standing on the stairs. "Is that her?"
Silas didn't look back, but he could feel someone staring at him.
He nodded indifferently. "Yes."
Taya looked away and asked, "Has she been taking care of
you since I've been gone?"
Silas nodded again. Taya seemed to have understood
something, so she stopped talking.
Seeing that she was silent, Silas's heart ached so much that he
couldn't breathe.
Just as he was about to say something, Taya spoke again, "Silas, do you really not need me to stay by your side and take
care of you?"
He clenched his fists tightly and struggled for a while, but eventually, he slowly loosened them and replied in a painful voice, "No need." Taya stopped asking him. She straightened up, took a step