barely five feet and ninety pounds. I stared at her as she walked closer and began to check my vitals.
“Good morning, my name is Doctor Evers. I’m your attending physician and I personally operated on you last night,” she greeted. Her voice sounded strong and self-assured with just the right amount of empathy that put me immediately at ease.
I looked directly into her brown eyes before I inquired, “I had a miscarriage, didn’t I?”
She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Yes, you did. Physically, you’re fine and that is saying something when you take into consideration the tumble you took last night. You will be sore and bruised but the swelling should decrease rather quickly. The vast majority of the damage happened to the fetus you were carrying, unfortunately. We tried our best to save the embryo but you began to hemorrhage and at that point, my only concern was saving your life. I’m very sorry about your loss though you are perfectly healthy and have not lost the ability to have children. I’m happy to report I was able to keep all your female organs intact.”
I nodded my head slowly yet thought about what this all meant. At least I wouldn’t have to break my sister’s heart with the news the baby I was carrying had been her boyfriend’s and furthermore, I could hopefully stop breaking Colin’s heart. I still loved him even if we couldn’t be together but it had never been part of my plans to raise another man’s child with him.
“You have visitors who have come all the way from Seattle to see you so I will allow them inside.”
“Thank you,” I responded though my heart fell a bit.
All my friends and family knew where I was now and that accounted for the flowers.
Dr. Evers left and Colin walked into the door after her departure. He looked awful and it was apparent he’d barely gotten any rest in the past couple of weeks. It didn’t escape me I was the reason why his life was as miserable as it was at the moment but that didn’t change the way I felt or the decision I’d made. I wasn’t going back to Seattle. Not now, perhaps never.
He stopped short of my bed and ran a hand through his flaxen blond hair which was messy. His crystal blue eyes glared at me though they were smudged with dark circles underneath them. He seemed to wear an almost permanent scowl he tried to relax for my benefit. However the anger he still directed toward and had for me was so palpable, I could feel the tension in the room as it rose from him just being there with me.
I honestly didn’t know what to say to the man I still loved but the sight of him secretly made my skin crawl. Again, all I could think about was how easily I’d allowed him to slide for murdering my father. It didn’t seem right and I felt so weak and useless for the words I used which absolved him of his guilt.
He and his brother should have been guilty as hell. He had every right to look awful and I hoped he felt worse than how he looked. I couldn’t think of one good reason to feel any different and this saddened me because I always wanted to believe I was not a heartless or vengeful human being.
“I’m sure you’re wondering how we found you,” Colin greeted quietly with an intense glare.
“Not really. I was on the phone with Caitlyn when I slipped and fell. All she had to do was trace the phone I was using and although she might not know how to do that herself, you and Liam would,” I said though my voice did not belie my true feelings for him.
“She had a strong suspicion you would be here you know.” He walked around the room and began to examine the cards contained within the flowers. “Here or Los Angeles or Las Vegas—those were the most obvious choices.”
“Well they are all within a day’s drive and she knows me. I wouldn’t settle in the south or the Midwest and I am done with the East Coast. Plus I couldn’t drive that far. It’s important I settled close enough to be only a short plane ride away. In
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