inue his rounds, leaving Averie with a qui
er eyes wide. "Hottest, kindest doctor in New York is
next door. His family moved away when we we
ffocating. "I need to see my dad," Averi
surgical ICU. To get there, they had to pass through a long, glass-enclosed walkway that connected two o
verie pulled the thin cardigan Eleanor ha
movement in the garden below c
caught in
a soft garden light, sat two figu
she shivered, wrapping her arms around herself.
mere coat. He draped it carefully, tenderly, over Candida's shoulders. Then, h
acy. A gesture of care and affection that Averie h
tt didn't pull away. Instead, he rested a hand on
s perfectly clear. It was a thousand times more painful than the photo on her phone. That had been a dig
crushing pressure. It squeezed and squeezed unt
es wide and empty, as the last flicker of light inside he
e. "That son of a bitch." She started to move toward the exit
Her voice was terrifyi
ok at them for another second. Every moment w
Eleanor whispered, her
at was more painful than any scream. "I'm fine, Ell
herself forward, walking back the way they came. Each
oman, any lingering trace of love or hope she had for Jarett Sharp died. It was
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