"The things that happened that day, I really didn't know. Why didn't you tell me you were sick? If I'd known you had epilepsy, it never would've turned out like this."I said nothing.The silence made her uneasy. Her gaze drifted from the jade carving on the wall back to my face, stopping at the scars that still hadn't fully healed."Your face…"Her voice turned hoarse.The next second, as if trying to make up for something, she carefully picked up the ointment on the table and reached toward me."That day, I should've paid more attention. I…"I pushed her hand away.The ointment fell to the floor, and I swept it straight into the trash."Logan?"She froze, hurt clear in her eyes.I looked at her, keeping my anger under control."Mia, do you remember what I begged you that day?"I told you I had epilepsy. I told you I was already having a seizure. I begged you to call an ambulance."But did you believe me?"A stimulant drink, high-concentration coffee, and liquor. Do you
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