Whisper of Fortune and Love
was heavyâon me, quiet, and coughing. He could think of no more thanâthe promise he had spoken to himself with; that he
ssible. He had built walls over years, a fortressâaround his soul, and love was just another risk, another potential wound. But Jessic
ome higher cause or something. And what had happened over the past few weeks had made him aware that the q
gs went right; he could lose everything, too, if they didn't. That thought gnawed at him, as though his very identity a
ack, his brother,âwho had always been there for him,
sual, almostâcarefree tone belied the concern belo
way fromâthe window.
her,
his, Jack. I'm notâsure if I trust myself enough to go
ever. No one's perfect, Michael. You've got to take that leap. I can see it in your e
But what if she doesn't feel that
r know unlessâyou try. You'd better stop r
ight. If he didn't make the jump now, he'd spend the rest of hi
kind of anticipation she didn't know how to shake. Days had passed since Michael's impassioned confession, and although the wallsâbetwee
s world ofâwealth and power. She toiled allâof her life for what she had, forging a path of her own. But Michael's world, his life of excess - it was a worldâshe h
er mind was elsewhere. Across from her, Alice, he
him, aren'tâyou?"
whatâto do, Alice. I want partâof me wanted to be with him another part of me is terrifi
elf,âJessica. You've always had aâgut instinct about patients, about life.
to fix, like one of his projects? He's a billionaire. He's accustomed toâgetting everything he
investment he's chosen to make,âsomeone he wants to fight f
I don't know, Alice. I just don't know whether
hink you are. But you're neve
hest. No plan, no rehearsal - only the need to be honest, to show her that he was willing to t
what if she didn'tâwant him there? What if he was too late? But theâdoor opened, and there she was - Je
id, her voice qua
said, his voiceâ
ing room, where the low light of the lamps painted shadows against th
held people at arm's length forâso long, but with you... It's different. I can't keep running from it. I want to take theâjump with you, Jessica. I want to trust,
ing barriers around her heart to keep out the heartache that accompanied love. But with Michael, those barriersâhad collapsed in ways s
everything I'veâbuilt. I've worked really hard, for a long time, to create a life that I feel proud of,
is is us, constructing something, not subtracting who weâare. I'm readyâto lose it al
htened and hopeful she thought Jessica might break into two. Butâin that
lling to try," she whispered, de
ceâbetween his palms. "That's all I need, Jessica. A
p of trust, vulnerability and readiness to encounter the unknown as one. So they joined hands and walke
next, trusting that they had mad