After several gagging, Lillian managed to stand up.
I felt very uncomfortable in my stomach, so I ate nothing but eventually vomited.
It wasnât that Theo had said something blunt earlier, or that she was offended by the teeth marks on the potatoes she had accepted. Especially since Lillian had memories of quickly picking up anything that fell on the ground and eating it when she was hungry.
It was just that the harmony in front of my eyes made me uncomfortable. It was hard for me to bear what the children gave me and how they laughed and played in front of me.
Itâs been a while since Swan died, and itâs embarrassing for everyone to act as if nothing happened.
I feel like saying that Iâm the only one who remembers herâŠ
ââŠwhat happened to my personality?â
Iâll have to say sorry to Dennis later for taking the potatoes,
Thinking so, Iâm going to start moving again.
âHey!â
My wrist was caught.
When Lillian turned around, Theo, who looked unfazed, was holding her by the wrist, breathing heavily. With the tips of his eyebrows raised, the boy gasped and let out an annoyed voice.
âWhatâs the matter with you? Are you doing this because I took a bite? Iâve been thinking about it, but-â
âSay it right. It was Dennis who thought of me, not you.â
âYes. Dennis may be able to starve himself for you, but I am not.â
Theo said, frowning his tanned nose, and finally sighed and ran his hand through his messy hair.
âI didnât even want to come looking for you. The kids came out at me because they said you went out because of me. I wonât take your potatoes from now on and I wonât care about you, so go in and tell them itâs not because of me. They said, donât come in until I bring you in.â
His words were blunt, but the hand holding her wrist was as cold as ice.
It must have been because he had been searching for Lillian for a long time.
I knew it, but Lillianâs voice was still cold.
â⊠Great. Sleep outside because Iâm not going in.â
âYouâd rather freeze to death? Donât say that. Hurry⊠Hey! Where are you going?â
âWhy do you care?â
Lillian said that and tried to free Theoâs hand from holding hers, but Theo was firm. When Lillian didnât seem to want to go in, he tried to persuade her to go in instead of letting go of Lillianâs hand.
âHey, yes, I get it. Itâs my fault. You did that because you were annoyed. Iâm sorry. Huh? So stop being stubborn and letâs go. The lights will turn off soon. And then you-â
âEven me, what?â
Lillian cut Theo off. Lillianâs foot took a step forward. As much as the distance narrowed, Theoâs furrowed eyebrows relaxed. Lillianâs gaze reached the shadow between his eyebrows, then returned to Theoâs eyes.
Eyes full of worries and annoyance that canât be hidden, even though they pretend not to.
Lillian asked, staring at it as sharply as an awl.
âDo you think I will die too?â
â⊠Hey.â
âYour friend is dead too.â
âHey, stop it.â
âOther kids might think Dylan was adopted, but I know. Dylan actually-â
âStop!â
âWhy? If your body is weak, you will die, and if you are lucky enough to be adopted, you will leave. There is no difference. Or would you be dying like that every time someone goes?â
Eventually, the hand was shaken off. Lillian sighed and looked up at her opponent, who was glaring at her to death. Theo, who was taller than her.
Lillian knew why Theo had said that to her, and why he reacted so curtly to Swanâs death. It was by accident that she found out about it. Like most truths do.
At night, while sneaking out of her room to visit Swan, she witnessed the death of Dylan, a close friend of Theo.
âThis kid is pretty and could have been handed over to an aristocratic family, but itâs a pity.
âOf all things, he had a lung diseaseâŠ
At the time, it wasnât just Dylanâs death that Lillian saw. She also witnessed a person on the other side who was listening to what she was hearing while hiding.
He seemed shocked by the death of his best friend and didnât see Lillian, but Lillian was able to see who the shadow belonged to.
A boy who always showed his fangs and laughed mischievously when he was joking, insisted on wearing ankle-length pants even in the hot summer, saying that shorts were embarrassing.
Another child had to lose his childhood one night.
Lillian read the worry and anxiety on Theoâs face as he made a face that said he would die of annoyance. It wasnât hard for her to figure out what it was from.
As soon as she noticed it, Lillian had a burning intuition.
âTheo, Iâm leaving this nursery.â
Iâm going to use this kid.
***
Theoâs eyes widened at Lillianâs words.
âWhat? Leaving the orphanage, what do you mean all of a sudden?â
âItâs literally. Iâm going to visit my parents.â
Theoâs round eyes narrowed again. With the tone of being a little fed up.
âYouâre saying that, too?â
Maybe it was natural. This was an orphanage, and in other words, a place where orphaned children would be heard sobbing at night, wanting to see their parents.
Theo ruffled his hair annoyed and shook Lillianâs hand roughly.
âWe donât have parents! Donât you know that? Even if we did, they abandoned us. Why would they do thatââ
âWhat if they didnât throw us away?â
âWhat?â
âIâm asking you. What if they didnât throw us away?â
âWhy are you asking me that? If they didnât, theyâd have come looking for us earlier. Isnât it natural to see that they havenât been looking for us?â
âThere may have been unavoidable circumstances, or going out to a far away country, or bad luck.â
âThatâs their problem. Anyway, Iâve been rotting here for over ten years, should I even consider that?â
Yes, you are right. Thatâs why Iâm leaving to find them. Anywhere would be better than here.â
Even if it turned out to be fake, I had no intention of returning to this nursery school.
Itâs terrible that the director only uses the children to fill his interests. Upon learning the truth, this place became so disgusting.
âIf it hadnât been for the directorâs greed, Swan would have lived.â
No matter how much you favor Swan and bring her good things, can you compare it to the treatment of a great noble like Duke Maynard?
If the director had been a little less greedy and had only taken Swan to the Duke of Maynardâs family early, Swan would have been able to live as Maynardâs princess until her death.
It was the director who killed Swan.
âIâll make them pay for their sins.â
Lillian bit the inside of her lip and let go. It seemed to Theo that she was determined to simply leave the orphanage, but she sighed in annoyance and waved her hand.
âYes, go. A. As long as you could go anywhere and make a good living, donât make a noise because you got caught running away for nothing.â
âYou?â
At Lillianâs question, Theo raised one eyebrow.
âWhat?â
âAre you going to stay here?â
âThen should I run away too?â
âI know you werenât adopted this time either. If you canât find an adoptive place by the time youâre 15, Loubet will take you.â
Going to Loubet, farmland with no end in sight.
It was the ending that most nursery school children avoided.
It was only until the age of 15 that the orphanage had children, and if they couldnât find a place to adopt them by that time, they would sell them cheaply as laborers to Loubet, who lacked labor.
Aside from the arduous farming work, the problem was that the orphans who went to Loubet were treated as so-called slaves who did the hardest work.
âYou heard that brother Chris, who went to Loubet the year before last, was caught and beaten to death while trying to escape at night.â
âYouâre too young to know so muchâŠâ
âHow could you not know that the older sister Chris was dating cried so much?â
âDamn it.â
âYour fifteenth birthday is less than a month away, Theo.â
Eventually, Theoâs mouth came up with a curse. If Swan had heard it, she would have been surprised and blocked Lillianâs ears.
But Lillian was nonchalant. She touched Theoâs weakest spot twice today and in different ways.
Even in the dim light of the hallway, Theoâs eyes were red. Theo held back his anger as he touched my eyes, then chewed and spit out the words.