Odette's POV:
At dawn, Cedric blocked the medical team's vehicle. His face was haggard with exhaustion as he held out the wooden stick.
"Let's draw one more time. If you draw the red stick, you come with me."
I took the stick and snapped it in two in front of him.
"I'll change anything you want," he said. "You don't have to draw anymore."
His lips trembled. "Odette, I finally understand what I did wrong."
"What do you understand?"
"I shouldn't have made you work the overnight shifts. I shouldn't have given your research to Sabina. I shouldn't have asked you to apologize for her, and I shouldn't have let her wear your wedding gown."
I looked at him and found the whole thing absurd. "You understand the consequences. You still don't understand how little regard you had for me each tim
