After an unknown amount of time, Theresa finally woke up from her deep sleep. As soon as she opened her eyes, she instinctively covered her forehead with her hand.
Was it because she drank too much yesterday? In truth, that was the first time in her life she had ever tried drinking alcohol. Even during past holiday gatherings, she usually only drank juice. Her appearance often made people forget her real age.
However, she had heard that the taste of a hangover was extremely unpleasant. Now that she had experienced it firsthand, she confirmed that it was not an exaggeration. With Theresa's physique, she could have quickly metabolized the alcohol, but this time… she deliberately allowed herself to remain in that slightly tipsy state, longing for that dizzy feeling to temporarily make her forget her troubled thoughts.
"Right, how did I get back to bed? Did I black out from drinking?" Theresa had heard that after getting drunk, people would forget a period of time while they were intoxicated. She never expected it to actually happen to her.
Theresa felt the way the blanket was covering her. It didn't seem like she had stumbled to the bed in a daze and covered herself. It was more like someone had covered her.
It was probably Himeko. At a time like this, only she would come to her house to take care of her.
Theresa turned her head on the bed and saw the bitter gourd hug pillow that Shun had given her back then. For a moment, an inexplicable anger rose in her heart. Her little fist, which could easily punch through an Emperor-class Honkai beast, was raised.
After thinking about it, she put it down again… This thing had been given to her, so it was now hers. There was no need to vent her anger on it.
She was still wearing the bridesmaid dress from Shun's wedding. Without the slightest hesitation, Theresa took off the clothing that was now stained with the smell of alcohol.
Her petite and fair body was exposed to the air. She lightly scratched the floor with her delicate, jade-like feet and turned her gaze toward the full-length mirror, examining her figure that had no curves to speak of.
Theresa thought to herself that if she were Shun, she would probably also prefer a fuller figure like Ana's. That was what a real woman should look like.
As for herself, even though she was over forty, she still maintained the appearance she had at birth, without any changes. She couldn't help but mock herself — someone like her probably would never be liked by anyone, right? The cuteness she had once been most proud of had now become an arrow shot at herself.
In truth, the past Theresa didn't care much about these external things. But for some reason, ever since she met Shun, she had started becoming sensitive about her own appearance.
The unchanging black nun's habits in her wardrobe hadn't been touched for a long time. Now, every day she would carefully select clothes in her room and only go out after putting together an outfit.
So this was what it felt like to like someone? Theresa gently stroked her chest and felt an indescribable heaviness.
Right now, Shun and Ana were newlyweds and should be immersed in their sweet couple's world. Theresa still remembered that after Cecilia and Siegfried got married, they had gone traveling for a long time. Even she didn't know their whereabouts.
At this moment, Theresa suddenly recalled that last night when she was in a drunken haze, Shun seemed to have called her. At that time, she had impulsively hung up the phone.
Oh no. Would he get angry because of this…? Even though Shun had already become someone's husband, Theresa truly didn't want to lose this friend.
First, Shun had indeed been nothing but good to her. Kiana, Bianca, Cecilia — these were all people he had brought to her. Second, even if she couldn't have him, at least she didn't want to stay far away from him.
When she got up earlier, she seemed to have seen her phone placed on the bedside table. Theresa hurriedly went back to pick up her phone.
When she took out the phone, Theresa saw a note still pressed underneath it. The handwriting on it was also very familiar.
"This is… Shun's handwriting? Did he carry me to bed? That's right. I hung up on his call at that time. It's normal that he came over to check on me because he was worried… But if that's the case, doesn't that mean he already knows I was drinking? If he knows it was because of the academy principal or whatever reason?"
Theresa didn't dare to imagine what would happen after this matter was exposed. She, the dignified Far East Branch Branch Chief and Principal of St. Freya Academy…
Theresa's round, pink, and delicate toes were now almost digging a hole through Schicksal Headquarters.
Forget it. She should just see what he wrote on it. Anyway, if he really found out, she could just play dumb.
"I was a bit worried yesterday so I came to your house to check on you. In the end, I found that you drank a lot of alcohol on an empty stomach and even vomited on the floor. I've already helped you clean up the living room. I cooked some porridge on low heat in the kitchen. Remember to drink it when you wake up to warm your stomach. Don't drink so much next time. Also — I'm sorry."
Theresa slowly put the note down, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled upward.
"So it was you… Why do you need to apologize? You didn't do anything wrong. But if you really want me to let go, then please be a little more heartless. This kind of attitude only makes it harder for me to let go, doesn't it?"
There was a trace of bitterness in her voice, and her eyes revealed deep helplessness. Every breath seemed to be telling of the struggle in her heart. Although Theresa's words were calm, they hid turbulent emotions. What she wanted was perhaps just a decisive back view that would allow her to completely give up. But the other party's gentle apology was like a thin thread tightly wrapped around her heart, making her both pained and unable to let go.
Theresa suddenly remembered how she had started to vaguely like that guy… Although her impression score of that guy was already very high the first time they met, it was only a good impression at most.
The time she truly started liking him was probably during the incident in Nagazora City. She remembered that day the sunlight was just right and the breeze wasn't dry. When I pushed open the door of that manga store, a golden light instantly came into view. And right before that dazzling light, that face was radiating a brilliant glow.
At that time, he looked so weak and exhausted, but even in such a state, he still treated everyone around him with full concern. Looking at his gentle yet determined eyes, I seemed to see Cecilia's shadow, and ripples couldn't help but rise in my heart. An indescribable emotion quietly began to grow.
Theresa couldn't help but let out a few laughs. She suddenly felt that the fact of Shun getting married wasn't that important anymore.
She took out a change of clothes from the wardrobe, went to the bathroom to wash away the smell of alcohol and fatigue from her body. Then she went to the kitchen and found the porridge that Shun had cooked on low heat.
The portion wasn't much. He had probably considered that Theresa shouldn't eat too much right now. Although she didn't have much appetite, Theresa still drank all the porridge clean.
The only alcohol left in her body was quickly metabolized under her deliberate effort. As for the hangover headache, if she didn't want it, it was complete nonsense.
"What should I do?" Theresa couldn't help but think of her grandfather Otto. If it were him, he should have a way, right?
"I have to sit up to watch this!" In the void, unrestrained laughter continued to echo.