She walked over to Landon and knelt beside him. Her hand reached out to rest on his thigh, but he instinctively moved away.
Noelle’s eyes dimmed. She kept sobbing, her voice trembling.
“Landon, is it because I’m just useless?”
Landon kept his gaze lowered, silent. Noelle couldn’t tell what was going on in his mind.
She realized that, despite her tears, Landon made no move to comfort her. The more she cried, the more hollow it felt.
Wiping at her cheeks, Noelle’s weeping quieted, her energy spent.
“Landon…”
“If she misunderstood, it means we really have crossed a line,” Landon said suddenly.
His words left Noelle speechless, the disbelief in her eyes only growing.
“Landon…”
“Noelle, you’ll get married someday. You can’t keep coming to me for everything. Otherwise, it’s not just Zinnia who’ll get the wrong idea—your future husband would, too.” Landon’s tone was calm, almost cold. “Of course, if you truly need help, you can always ask Charles. He’ll take care of things.”
Shock rippled across Noelle’s face, her emotions threatening to spill over.
“Landon, do you think I’m a burden too? Are you done with me, just like everyone else?”
Her face had gone pale, her voice rising to a sharp pitch.
She suddenly lost control, shaking her head and muttering brokenly:
“I knew it—I shouldn’t be here, I shouldn’t even exist, I’m nothing but trouble for anyone who looks at me, I shouldn’t live, I shouldn’t…”
She rocked back and forth, sometimes clutching her head as she crouched on the floor.
Landon saw she was spiraling and quickly got up to steady her.
“Noelle! Noelle, calm down. Please, listen to me!”
But it was as if she couldn’t hear him, lost in a world of her own, repeating over and over:
“I shouldn’t live, I’m just a burden, I ruin everything for everyone.”
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