Book3 Chapter7.

On the third day after I arrived, I ended up in the hospital. When I woke up, it was evening, and a group of people, including Detective Parker and Ethan Harris, were gathered around my bed.

I didn't have the strength to speak. Jessica was saying a lot, her eyes filled with tears.

I saw someone comforting her with a gentle pat on the back before I closed my eyes again.

The next time I woke up, it was early morning, and the room was dark.

The first thing I did was reach for my hair. In the darkness, someone gently pulled my hand down and

adjusted my hair. Then I felt a warm tear fall on the back of my hand, and the person on the bed beside me let out a small sob.

"When did it happen?"

I looked at the shadowy figure and sighed. "About six months ago."

"Why didn't you tell anyone?"

her arm. "It's not all bad. This illness feels like a release

you were sick. I was so guarded, thinking you were just trying to get

patted Grace's hand. "You didn't do anything wrong. My intentions weren't exactly pure. After all, it's Ethan Harris we're talking about -the man I loved for ten years, the man I almost married. Of course I wanted to fight

waiting for it to subside before

be able

"Are you sure

still a chance,

keep the tears from falling. No matter how much I didn't want to, I knew I had to accept

"No."

Ethan's parents' death wasn't an accident- it was revenge. If he knew the truth, it would devastate

to... I don't want him to get

hold back the tears. "I can't tell him I'm his fiancée only to have him deal with my funeral right after. Losing three loved ones at once- how would he handle that?

louder. I held her hand, trying to

When I first found out I had this illness, I felt like I

that Ethan was alive, and I completely fell apart. Seeing him with Jessica, though, made me grateful for this

"Sienna..."

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