Arwen had long known the situation had already slipped off her hand. She wanted to leave quietly earlier. But given all that Gianna has said, there is no way Ryan would let them leave this place in peace.

    Delyth''s face, on the other hand, turned red the moment she heard Gianna put her words that way. It was a blatant insult. She tried to retort, to defend herself, but Ryan beat her in it.

    He spoke instead, "Gianna, you are misinterpreting the things. Arwen was here when Delyth was about to fall off the stairs, I was just —"

    "Misinterpreting?" Gianna asked, raising her brow in quiet amusement. "I think it''s not me misinterpreting anything here, rather you are misappropriately presenting the things. Or wait a second," she paused briefly before adding, "Not just misappropriately presenting, but also misunderstanding."

    She then cast a glare towards Delyth. "Misunderstanding your own value, to be exact," she said and then returned to look back at Ryan. Her gaze was full of disdain. "You are miscalculating your worth if you think that Arwen would stoop low as to throw your pretty girlfriend off the stairs just to have you. You don''t hold value as high as that. So, even if someone tries to stir the trouble, have some brain to check the mirror once. You will deduce the truth without any evidence."

    Ryan''s expression turned ugly. It was like she was slapped hard on his face. He never intended to blame Arwen for the things that happened. But then, he realized that if it had been in the past, he would have down that without even thinking twice.

    "No," Delyth denied. "I didn''t blame Arwen," she said as if justifying herself. Staring at Arwen, she continued. "I never said Arwen pushed me. I was just too scared to say anything because everything that happened wasn''t something I expected."

    "Really?" Gianna scoffed as if she understood the girl too well. She wanted to remain cautious because as far as she understood Delyth, she knew that the woman was prone to changing colours. She might say ''no'' but would parallelly make everyone believe in ''yes''. She had done that always and this wouldn''t be her first time.

    "I think I have made it clear enough," Gianna said at last. Before turning to Arwen. "I think we can leave now."

    Arwen nodded before manoeuvring the wheelchair the other way.

    "Arwen," Ryan called her back at this time.

    Arwen didn''t turn to look but she did stop briefly. Taking the chance of which he asked, "You are here today? Are you alright? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

    "That shouldn''t be your concern, Ryan," Arwen said, without any hint of emotion. For a moment, it felt like she was simply replying to a stranger who held little to no value in her life. Then without saying another word, she left.

    Ryan felt devastated at her such cold, indifferent reply. He stood watching her even after she left. It was not until he felt Delyth''s warm hand that he turned to look at her.

    "Ryan, I am really sorry," she cried. "This all is happening just because of me. But trust me, today, I just wanted to make it clear to her. I wanted to apologize to her for all my mistakes and clear your name. But she didn''t give me the chance. And I —"

    "Delyth," Ryan interrupted her. "I will take you back to your room to rest." He didn''t say more. Grabbing her wheelchair, he wheeled her back in the direction of her ward.