Chapter 64 A Life

As the car moved through the city, I stared out the window, my thoughts tangled and heavy. The passing streets blurred into a montage of lights, buildings, and people going about their lives, none of them knowing what had just happened. I had saved Theo’s life. Five days ago, I had been lying in that sterile hospital room, weak and barely holding on, yet somehow still managing to pull through. Now, here I was, sitting beside the man who had taken everything from me—my health, my time, my trust. I should have felt proud of what I’d done. I had made a choice to save him, and it was selfless, wasn’t it? But now, sitting in the back of this car with him beside me, I couldn’t shake the weight in my chest. I wasn’t sure if it was regret or confusion, but it was suffocating.