Caged Love

me, he tried to play the part of the caring fiancé. He fluffed my pillows

ble, Chloe? Do yo

ying uselessly in my lap. "Tell me the truth, Ethan," I said, m

course, they will. The doctors are

I pressed, my eyes fixed on his.

h the blinds, a nervous gesture that was completely unlike him. "He sa

s perfect facade. It gave me

y voice cracked on the last word, the sound o

me features twisted into a pathetic mask of sorrow. "

hing to hear it from his mouth in a secret conversation, but to have him deliver t

ter," he said, his voice a desperate, placating whisper. "I'll still love you. I

m years ago. It played the first song I ever composed for him. He had said my hands were magic then. Now, those same hands were ruined, destr

ettled over me, pushing aside the despair. I had

t and devoid of emotion. "I want

ring in his eyes. He thought I was just grie