Chapter 118. Amelia

My hands covered my mouth as I tried to breathe calmly to contain my shock at the sight before me.

‘Amelia won’t marry Hayden…she can’t...’

That was what Hayden’s father said, wasn’t it? For the first time, his words and many things started to make sense. He was right, there’s no way that the woman in front of me can possibly marry anyone, Hayden included.

Amelia laid in her bed with her eyes closed while many machines were hooked up to her body to sustain her life. The angel that I had dreamt about was unconscious and in a vegetative state.

I have never felt so pitiful and disgraceful before in my entire life. All this time, I had been jealous of a woman who was in a vegetative state. I stood at the side of Amelia’s bed as I looked down at her frail sleeping body. Of course, being an artist, I didn’t have any medical knowledge. However, anyone could tell from the state that she was in and the various machines in her room that was hooked to her body that