Chapter 35

Claude came into the room. It was then that I noticed how dark it had gotten, and the sun had finally set, leaving the small glow of twilight behind. I had been asleep for five days, and not once did Killian see me. I hadn’t thought of it that much, but now I knew that something was wrong. Something—or someone—had gotten to Killian.

He had loved me. He loves me. Despite not coming into the room, he still came to the hospital, and that was proof enough. But something was holding him back, and I needed to find out what. No one would take away my happy ending.

“You’re awake?” Claude said as he came toward my bed and sat in the gray chair to my left. He looked tired. Had he been here the whole time? If only Killian cared as much—but he did. He’s just confused, that’s all.

“I’m awake,” I said as I brushed the stray strands out of his face. “Why are you crying?”