Ella Jackson, nearly frozen stiff, was dragged from the balcony into the room and wrapped in a quilt.
"Collins Aiden is outside right now, if you want to see him, just go downstairs to meet him, why torture yourself?"
"Evelyn, I'm so conflicted right now..." Ella Jackson bit her lips, her eyes full of struggle.
She wanted to be brave for Collins Aiden and for the child in her belly, to forget the status difference between her and Collins Aiden, and to fight for it.
But she worried that because of her, Collins Aiden would be caught in a dilemma between family and love.
The violin from outside continued to play incessantly, as if Collins Aiden did not know fatigue, playing the same piece over and over, reminding Ella Jackson every second of the man waiting for her in the cold wind...
Now pregnant, she couldn't even stand outside with him in the wind; she could only watch helplessly as he waited alone outside the gate.