There was blood on the ground, and the air was eerily quiet.
Rosalie stumbled upon the pool of blood, and collapsed on the ground. “Where is he? Where is he?”
Sebastian saw the blood on the ground, and his brows furrowed.
He had seen with his own eyes how Theodore was pierced through the chest with an arrow. He wasn’t able to call for help in time, either. Where could Theodore be?
Under such circumstances, Theodore couldn’t have left by himself. Did someone come to rescue him?
Uneasiness crept up Sebastian’s heart. It would be terrible if Theodore were still alive!
Rosalie stood up, and ran toward Sebastian. She grabbed his collar and shrieked, “Where’s Theo? Where is he? Where is he?”
“I don’t know,” Sebastian said. “He was here when I left to find you.”
Rosalie was stunned when she heard Sebastian’s words. She turned around, and stared at the pool of blood at her feet. “You mean, you left him here with such a terrible injury and did nothing for him?!”
Sebastian’s heart leaped. “Rose, are you blaming me? I had to save you! I didn’t have the capacity to care for Theodore!”
“No, you shouldn’t have saved me! He was injured, and lost so much blood. How could you ignore him? How could you?!”
Rosalie collapsed on the ground, her body racked with sobs. She crawled toward the pool of blood and pressed her hands into it as tears streamed down her face.
Sebastian hurried over, wanting to help her up, but Rosalie shook him off. “Don’t touch me! Leave! I don’t want to see you!”
Sebastian clenched his fists as fury rose up in his chest. “Rosalie Young, you’re too much!”
He forcefully hauled her up in his arms.
Rosalie shut her eyes miserably as tears continued trickling down her face. “Where’s Theo?”
“I don’t know,” Sebastian said. “I really don’t know. He was still here when I left. I had no choice but to go look for you at that time, because I didn’t know what else the pervert might do. Don’t panic. Since he’s not here, someone must have taken him away. Let’s go home first and we’ll slowly find him, okay? There’s no point panicking here, anyway.”
Sebastian’s words calmed Rosalie down.
Theodore wasn’t here right now, and there was no point in her staying here anyway. She didn’t know where he was, and didn’t even have any communication devices on her. She would have to go home first before she could find him.
Upon sensing her calm down, Sebastian relaxed his hold over Rosalie and cupped her face in his hands, wiping the tears from her face. “Let’s go home. I’ll help you find him once we get home.”
“I must find him,” Rosalie said hoarsely. Her lips were so dry and cracked, there were traces of blood on them. “Whether he’s dead or alive.”
Sebastian brushed the stray hair away from her forehead. “Yes, I’ll help you find him.”
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