Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 200 I’ll Lead You

Where to?

Not that she would receive an answer even if she asked. She rose and got changed. Then, when they

reached the front door, Brendan removed his scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

They left.

Deirdre was a little uneased by the gesture. She waited for a while before removing the scarf and

holding it in her hand.

After a while, she heard him announce, “We’re here.” He removed his seatbelt, and Deirdre followed.

They were in some bustling place. She could hear traffic and crowds of people all around her, so they

had to be in the middle of a busy street. He caught her hand and said, “I’ll lead you.”

Brendan displayed unprecedented patience. With her in tow, he weaved through the sea of people, her

confusion growing and her mind going blank. Then, finally, she heard someone say, “Welcome!”

They had entered some kind of shop.

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“Where are we?” she asked, feeling confused. He was not acting like himself today.

“You’ll know in a while.”

It did not take a while. She merely stood by the door for a few seconds before she was surrounded by a

litter of puppies that started sniffing and panting around her legs. It was a dog cafe.

The shopgirl beamed at her. “This used to be a shelter before Mr. Brighthall supplied us with the money

and resources to turn it into a cafe! We’re still receiving strays, but hey! We don’t need to worry about

funding anymore!

“Mr. Brighthall is a good man, isn’t he?” she finished.

Deirdre’s mind was blank. The air was chilly as it entered her lungs, but it did nothing to dispel the

cloud of confusion over her head. Why would Brendan donate money to an animal shelter? He had

always

hated animals!

Before she could recover from the shock, she heard Brendan’s cool voice. “Give me your hand.”

She did as she was told–and a puppy suddenly rested its weight on her elbow. It was soft as it panted.

Brendan examined it. “You said no when I tried to give it to you, so I had it stay here,” he explained. “If

you could just regain your sight for a minute, you’d notice how much it resembles Bliss. I know it cannot

replace Bliss no matter how much they look alike, but it… really likes you. So you can come here and

see it anytime you miss Bliss, you know.”

The puppy seemed to be agreeing with what he was saying. It grunted along before putting its paws on

her chest, docile and sweet. Deirdre’s eyes reddened. “But why?”

She fought back tears. “Why did you bring me here? Why are you doing this?”

He could have pretended nothing had happened. That was what Brendan Brighthall would normally do-

move on as though nothing had happened!

When he grazed the corner of her eye, a single tear made his fingertip wet.

“Because I’m sorry.” He sounded calm. “You were in so much anguish when you lost Bliss, but what did

I do? I mocked your misery. i was at fault for not protecting Bliss as well as I should have. But there is

nothing I can do to reclaim what’s been lost. The only option I have left is making it up to you now, in

the

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present… with all my effort.”

He was talking about Bliss‘ passing, yet it sounded as though he was referring to something else

entirely.

Deirdre felt the life in her arms. She felt its heartbeat, its minute activity–it was so alive.

She could not fight her tears anymore. She tightened her grip around the puppy and sobbed.

She just wanted an outlet to grieve and remember a lost life. She just wanted a chance to say she was

sorry.

Brendan removed his coat and covered her head with it. He knew she was self–conscious about

expressing emotions, especially crying.

She had spent a long time with Bliss. The smog in her heart seemed to have dissipated, as though a

strong gale was finally sweeping it all away.

“If you like it that much, you can bring it home.”

Deirdre thought for a moment and decided against it, shaking her head. The puppy had friends here.

This was where it belonged.

She felt at peace by the time she stepped out of the cafe.

On the bright side, her mother had been alive all along. They would be meeting each other soon.

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