Chapter 42

Chloe’s POV

It had been a week.

Seven long days since I last saw Drake.

Seven days since I collapsed on the floor and woke up with a private doctor standing over me, checking my pulse and shining a light into my eyes. Seven days since Mrs. Grace sat beside my bed, holding my hand and telling me to rest. Seven days since I was told that Drake knew what had happened.

And yet, he did not come.

That was what hurt the most.

Not the rumors.

Not the guards.

Not the locked gates.

It was the fact that he knew I had passed out. He knew I had been treated. And still, he did not come.

At first, I was angry in a quiet way. I paced the room. I replayed everything in my head. I told myself he was busy. I told myself he was handling something important. I told myself he would walk through the door any moment, irritated and tired, but still mine.

I waited.

Morning came and went. Afternoon turned into night. I slept with m