Due to an accident at the competition venue, the organizers postponed the announcement of the champion by half a day.
I took Levi to the hospital to register, but unexpectedly ran into Scarlett and Dashiell.
Scarlett's hair was disheveled as she frantically shouted at Dashiell, clutching him: "I want my baby! You can't make me lose my child!"
Dashiell's expression was one of restrained anguish: "You brought this on yourself! If you hadn't tried to harm Melody, and then attempted to flee the scene out of guilt, how would you have fallen down the stairs?"
"As it happens, I don't want this child either. The pregnancy can't be saved anyway, so it might as well be over. Scarlett, you deserve this!"
"Who told you to come between Melody and me? If it weren't for you, how could things have gotten to this point between her and me?"
Scarlett, who had been frenzied moments before, suddenly fell silent. She pointed at herself in disbelief, her voice hoarse: "Dashiell, what are you saying?"