Chapter 6
I couldn’t help but sit up.
Cameron turned around, his eyes lingering on my pale face. For a long Moment, he was at a loss for words. After what felt like forever, he finally managed to
Mutter, “I’m sorry.” But it sounded so hollow, like he didn’t even mean it.
“It’s fine,” I said.
I blinked back the sting in my eyes and shook my head.
When Sophia saw my reaction, her eyes welled up with tears again.
She turned and buried herself in Willie’s arms, her shoulders trembling as she cried.
Cameron’s gaze trembled, his hands reached out but froze halfway.
“Honey, I…” he started.
“Cameron,” I cut him off, forcing a bitter smile. “Let’s get a divorce.”
The Moment the words left My Mouth, all three of them stared at me in utter disbelief.
What really caught me off guard was that Cameron, the guy who never cared about me, was the one who reacted the most.
“No way,” Cameron shot back.
He barely hesitated before refusing.
But then, in the next moment, his gaze flicked over to Sophia.
“I’m not divorcing you,” he said.
Oh, right, I almost slipped my mind.
He married me just so he could Monitor Me
constantly, making sure I never laid a finger on Sophia.
Those diary entries came rushing back to me.
He wrote: [For Sophia, I’d do anything. Even if it means being with that evil Katherine, I’d do it willingly. I’m going to marry Katherine and keep her under my thumb for the rest of my life, just so she can’t ever hurt my beloved Sophia.]
I couldn’t help but smile again.
“I wasn’t asking for your opinion,” I said.
My lips were dry and cracked from dehydration, and the forced smile only tore them open further.
A bead of blood shimmered on my lip under the light, giving it an oddly alluring, almost eerie glow.
“I’m just telling you,” I added.
My words left Cameron speechless.
“Why…” Cameron Murmured. “Is it just because I didn’t realize you were pregnant? Or is it because I was busy with work today and couldn’t be with you? Is that why you’re upset with me?”
I stared at him quietly, saying nothing.
“It’s not either of those,” I said flatly.
And I was absolutely certain about it.
No Matter how much he tortured himself trying to figure it out, he’d never guess the real reason I was so determined to end this marriage.
Cameron licked his lips, his gaze flicking desperately toward Sophia and Willie behind him, silently pleading for help.
But all he got were even harsher looks of blame and disgust.
For a moment, he was completely lost, so he just crouched down in front of me, looking helpless.
“Honey, where did I go wrong?” he asked.
He got everything wrong.
It was all wrong from the very beginning.
“You didn’t do anything wrong.” I said.
But that was all I could get out.
I slowly lay back down.
“I want to sleep now,” I said. “Just leave.”
Maybe he never intended to stay, or maybe it was Something else entirely.
As soon as I lay down, Cameron didn’t hesitate for a second. He just got up and left.
He ended up leaving even before Sophia and Willie did.
Sophia looked at me, her eyes full of pity, tears hanging in her eyes, about to fall but never quite did.
“It’s okay,” I said, giving a wry smile.
My lips stung even more now.
“Are tears free or something?” I teased.
With a playful tone, I finally did something I’d always wanted to do, but never dared before.
I gently ran my fingers through Sophia’s hair.
She had the kind of hair you’d call ‘white Moonlight‘ in
a novel–pure, flawless, and almost ethereal.
It was so silky and smooth, I couldn’t help but want to keep touching it.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I finally spoke up. “Wait, am I really pregnant?”
Surprising, but not really, Sophia shook her head. “I Made it up.”
I breathed out, relieved, but couldn’t help feeling that ache of loneliness deep down.
Cameron and I had been together for fifteen years, but honestly, I could count the times we actually slept together on one hand.
He probably couldn’t stand the thought of me touching him.
There’s no way I’d get pregnant under those circumstances.
I gave a wry smile. “That’s a relief.”
“If a kid ended up being mine right now, they’d have the worst luck ever,” I joked.
But as I tried to laugh, a stabbing pain in my gut made it almost impossible to catch my breath.
I clenched my teeth, struggling to breathe, not wanting them to see me hurting.
“Don’t say that…” Sophia Murmured.
She gently took my cold hand in hers.
“We’ll stick with you through all the chemo,” she promised. “You’ll get better.”
Sophia Managed a smile, even though her eyes were
still red and watery.
“Yeah, I will,” I said.
I nodded, pretending to believe it.
But inside, I knew I wasn’t going to get better.
Maybe if I had a strong will to live and a positive outlook, I might have survived.
But I didn’t.
I didn’t want to live anymore.
In the days that followed, Sophia and Willie honored My wishes and blocked Cameron from visiting me.
They also agreed to never Mention My cancer, just like I asked.
Worried they might not be able to take care of me properly, they even hired a private caregiver to stay by My side.
But even with the caregiver around, they still stayed with me every single day.
“Don’t you care about your studio anymore?” I teased.