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When he did not say anything, Silvia grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the nearby bench. "Rest your ass here and tell me what the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you behaving this way?" Sitting beside him, she placed her hand on his and sighed, "Talk to me Ron, I am not liking us being like this."
Tightening his grip around her hand, he took a deep breath, "I was supposed to protect you Silvia but I couldn't. You lost your baby because I didn't perform my duties well." Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. A tear trickled down his cheeks when regret, guilt and sadness enveloped his heart again. The regret and guilt of not performing his duties well and not being able to protect Silvia and her unborn child was too much for him to handle so he had decided to isolate himself because he did not have the guts to face her.
Cupping his face, Silvia frowned, "Who said that it's your fault? That was an accident and it wasn't anyone's fault okay?"