No More Her Invisible Man

ia. It was the first time she'd called me

aid, her voice tight with

a stupid flicker of con

'm at the Monarch Hotel, room 1201. I need my medication

gether. I was the one who boiled her congee, who made sure

, hopeful part, thought m

and sped towards the hotel. I ran through the lobby, not

01, breathless. "Oli

died in

of the bed, looking worried. But the person l

as R

r to grab the pills from my hand. "He's in so mu

ice a gentle whisper. "Here, baby,

is lips, and smoothed the hair back from his forehe

"What took you so long? He could have been seri

the accusation hanging

at him. It's my fault for being so weak." He ga

our fault. You rest." She kissed his forehead. "I'll go

ft the

The color returned to his face. The pained expr

voice perfectly healthy. "A little

ed over to me, circl

lence. "She thinks my 'illness' is because she left

. She always has been. You were just a placeholder. A warm body to keep

aving," I said,

ople like you... you latch on. You se

back in. Ryan immediately stumbled back to

" she said, rushing to his

eeds a new assistant while his is on vacation. You'll do it. Sta

agony. It was a perfectly staged play, and I w