"I'm sorry, Olivia, I willingly let John marry you, this is what I owe you. After you two get married, I'll keep my distance."
Her eyes were red, she looked pitiful.
John's eyes were brimming with worry. He turned and gave me a helpless look.
"She's already feeling guilty enough, why are you saying these things in front of her? What happened back then was all my fault. I told you I'd take responsibility for you, please stop making a scene, okay?"
He took a deep breath and called the insurance company, then he said to me, "I'll take her to the hospital, you stay here and handle the accident!"
The slamming of the car door felt like a bullet to my heart, a dull, throbbing pain. He had never blamed me before. He had never left me to handle difficult situations alone. Even when he skipped class to fight for me and got punished, he had never treated me like this.
Tears fell silently. My heart ached so much I felt like I was suffocating.
After the insurance company assessed the damage and towed the car away, the manager kindly took me to the hospital.
Just as I reached the door, I heard soft sobbing inside.