After a momentary pause, Helen continued. “You’re now living a good life, Arianne. You may not even need any reparation from me anymore. The future hides behind a fog. We don’t know how it’ll be. All I know is that we’ll definitely be in different cities, so please, make sure you continue living well.”
For some reason, Arianne was starting to feel a little irritated. “I’ve never wanted any ‘reparations’ from you. It has always been your idea. And honestly, it’s not like I can stop you from going anywhere you want.”
Faint despondence lingered in Helen’s eyes. “I only worry that, since you believed that I’d abandoned you out of my selfish reasons, you would think the same as well this time. I know you don’t need me anymore, I do, but... I can’t stop myself from going there. From feeling a deep sense of regret, and then hesitance—”
Arianne rose to her feet. “No, I won’t even think that way at all. You don’t need to feel regret, either. Anything I was denied in the past, I have them now in the present. I’m not alone,” she proclaimed. “I’m glad to see that you’re fine, so please excuse me, I gotta go.”
Helen wanted to leave her bed and see her away, but her movement seemed to have pulled on her surgical wound, causing a sharp stab of pain that made her face turn white.
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