Rafael grumbled at his fate. He never thought he would be bitter about Frederick's loving relationship. All this time, he thought his end game would be with his best friend. Or at least until that swoon-looking man could confirm his sexuality.
And when the dark-haired man did, Rafael hated that the woman had to be someone from the traitorous blood! Why could Frederick not sleep with some random woman and come back to loving him?
But deep down, Rafael knew it did not matter who the woman is. Because as much as he wanted to, he would never be the one standing next to him as right from the get go, Frederick had never been into men. It was only guilt shaped into love for him. That was it.
Even so, he now regretted every single moment for not reciprocating his love at that time, even if it was fake! And when he heard the news of the Bloodsworth in a coma, he thought the world had given him a second chance and he wanted to seize the opportunity.
