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"You...did what she wanted...?", Madison let out, sadness written all over her face as he frowned and looked down, slowly nodding at her question.
It took a while for him to tell every memory he had with her mother along with a bit information about his past and the truth on why he doesn't want to have any physical contact with her.
"I'm...", Peter let out, his voice almost shaky as Madison stared at him, noticing that he was slowly balling his hands into fists as she waited for him to continue his words
"Peter...?", she called out, feeling worried when he still doesn't utter a word.
Madison frowned as she slowly stood up from her bed, now standing in front of the boy as she took a step closer while the boy immediately responded by taking a step back. She flinched at the sudden movement and stood still as she watched him looking hesitant on saying something.
She decided not to say anything and stayed silent as well, letting him take his own time until he finally spoke.
"I-I'm sorry... I'm v-very sorry for what I did--"
"Don't be.", she suddenly said, making Peter look up at her immediately, giving her a confused look.
"Why w-wouldn't I be? I-I'm the one who took your mother away from you. If anything, I-I was the reason on why you suffered more because you're not w-with her--"
Peter halted mid sentence, suddenly feeling regretful on what he said as soon as he saw a frown on Madison's face before she slightly lowered her head to look down.
"B-but...you didn't do anything wrong...", she said softly, Peter stood silent, as if he wanted an explanation on why she thinks that way.
When a few seconds had come by without the girl saying anything, Peter let out a deep sigh and decided to speak up.
"Madison....how is it that it's not my fault?", Peter asked as he watched her lifting her head up to look at him with an unreadable expression.
"Because you're not the one who wanted it to happen, my mom did. Am I right?", she said, looking straight into his eyes.
Peter stood still, staring back at her for a few seconds before looking away.
She isn't wrong...
But she isn't right either...
Whether I wanted to deny it or not....for some reason I wanted it to happen...because before she even made the decision that time, that's the only way that I thought it's best to do to finally relieve Jane from her misery...
But....
Peter's eyebrows suddenly furrow as he paused in thought, unconsciously showing an unreadable expression for Madison to read as she stayed silent.
...even if I thought that it was the best option that time...it still felt wrong...
I didn't like the idea as soon as I thought of it.
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