The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 581

"I tried so hard so I don't infect you with my curse.

I would laugh even when I was dying inside.

I did everything.

You do not know half of what I have been through.

My parents are missing, and no one knows where they are. Uncle Nicolas raised me on his own after we left the north. I have yet to hear from my folks again.

No one talks about it, but it stayed with me.

I listen to all your problems and hide mine away because somewhere there, I will mention Sylvester, and that would hurt you.

Whether I like it or not, he was there through it all, and it isn't something I will just erase. Just like Tamia cannot erase Leo from her life," I said, wiping away my tears.

"I only wanted to think about it, Devin.

I didn't say I didn't want you or love you. I didn't say I didn't want to live the rest of my life with you.

I didn't say any of those things.

I never gave you a reason to think that way.

I just wanted space to deal with my loss and grief so I do not continue to carry the baggage that was killing us.

I wanted to be sure that I could handle it if there was a fated in the picture in the future.

I wanted to be sure, and you broke up with me, Devin.

You accused me of still caring about Sylvester and left me alone.

I did not hate you for it because I knew my answer, and my behaviour was fucked up, so I tried to deal with my pain alone and then return.

It would be best if you told me not to bother.

I wouldn't have intruded." I said, too weak and broken to stand on my feet, so I sat on the couch and bowed my head to cry.

"I suffer from depression, Devin, and I have battled with it for years. Sylvester knows, he was there through some of it. It is why I constantly have mood swings and react negatively or positively to events.

I did not want you to know because, usually, it is a red light for most relationships.

But now you do, and I hope you see that it had nothing to do with Sylvester or you," I said, wiping away my tears.

I could not even look at him.

I had said much more than I should have, and now I regretted it, but I couldn't take it back.

I forgot about the milk and returned to my room to pack. I planned to leave first thing in the morning. There was no way I would aggravate myself and endure the torture of seeing Alice.

I had troubled myself enough.

Love and commitment cannot be forced, and I have learned that. Since Devin had moved on, it was only right for me to do the same instead of hanging around like a pathetic fool looking for pity.

Cleo was silent through it all, and I knew she was hurting.

She did not want us to leave because she had built a bond with Rex, but we were too damaged to hold on to anything. Someone would always edge us out and take it away from us.

I heard the door open, and I froze on the spot. I did not want to look at Devin.

I was too hurt and ashamed of myself.

I tucked the fabric into the bag I was holding and felt Devin advance towards me. He hugged me from behind and kissed my neck, gently breathing in my scent.

I tried to still my shaking hands, but I couldn't.

"You should have told me what you were going through. I do not hate your family, Susan. I would have seen you through it," he said, and I began to cry because images of my uncle flooded my mind, and the memories kept coming.

He was there when no one else was.

I hated him for getting involved with Larry and his schemes. I hated Glenda for allowing herself to be used that way. They made decisions that took them away from me.

I rested in his arms and began to weep.

He turned me around and hugged me. I buried my head in his chest and wept.

"I am sorry, baby," he said gently, kissing my head. I let him hold me, and he let me cry.