- 2.
As I was rushed to the hospital, I overheard
snippets of conversation.
“Elijah was at the hospital with a woman.”
“He claims to be a spiritual leader, untouched
by worldly desires.”
“That woman looks familiar; I think she
resembles Elijah’s first love.”
“His first love died, which is why he became a
spiritual leader. Seeing someone who looks
like her must be triggering him.”
Lying on a stretcher, I felt numb.
When I arrived in this world, Elijah’s first love
had just died, and he’d just joined the
spiritual community.
The system said he’d be hard to win over, but
I didn’t believe it.
I believed that everyone has emotions and
could be moved.
Now I knew I was wrong.
<
In the operating room, the system informed
me, “Host, the bullet hit your abdomen; you
shouldn’t be alive. But the exit portal isn’t
ready, so I’m keeping you alive.”
“Also, you’re pregnant. The bullet hit the
baby; medically, it’s impossible to save it. I
can’t revive it.”
I froze.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant?”
“Yes, didn’t you know?”
Of course I didn’t.
Elijah and I rarely had any physical contact.
The only time was on his first love’s
anniversary; he’d been drunk.
He mistook me for her.
I thought it was a one–time thing, that I
wouldn’t get pregnant.
“Host, your baby is gone.”
“Enjoy the next three days.”
<
Tears streamed down my face.
Elijah was the only person I’d ever loved.
I wanted a child with him.
Now that child was gone.
I’ll never forget the concert, Elijah pushing me
away without hesitation, rushing to protect
Jessica, taking the bullet for her.
Eight years, and he never cared for me.
I woke up in a hospital room. Elijah was in the
bed next to me.
He stared at me, his expression startled.
“Are you… okay?”
I looked at the thick bandages on my
abdomen and chuckled, “Do you think so?”
“I’m sorry.”
“It was an emergency. I only wanted to save
Jessica; I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“By the way, about my leg, I faked being
disabled to avoid arranged marriages.”
His tone was as detached as ever.
Eight years, and he never really connected
with me.
“You don’t need to explain.”
We were over.
I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
After all, I had truly loved Elijah.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you the best doctors.”
He said, again.
I had longed for his concern.
But now, it disgusted me.
“No.”
I replied coldly, turning my back.
