Crawling Back To Her Series Redemption and Refuse

Book3 Chapter8.

My hand trembled as I held the bowl of oatmeal. Just as I was about to respond, Jessica spoke up, "I didn't mean to go through your suitcase. I was just trying to get you some clean clothes."

I set the oatmeal down and looked at the girl in front of me, who suddenly started crying. "I stole him from you. He was supposed to be yours. I've selfishly kept him for five years... I'm so sorry, Sienna.... I'm really sorry..."

The kind-hearted girl before me was crying so hard she could barely speak. "Jessica, you haven't wronged me. Your love is for Ethan, and my love is for the Ethan Harris I knew. You didn't steal anything from me."

"But Ethan is Ethan Harris!"

I shook my head and wiped her tears away. "No, the one who loves you is Ethan. The one who loved me was Ethan Harris. If I say he isn't the same, then he isn't. I didn't risk my life to save you just to see you call off your wedding."

Jessica stayed until Grace returned, leaving with red-rimmed eyes.

Grace went to take a nap in the afternoon, planning to bring dinner later. I never expected that it would be Ethan Harris himself who would bring the meal.

When he walked in, I was thankful I had put on makeup, but I worried if my wig was askew. I adjusted it several times while he wasn't looking.

baked chicken breast. He must not have known what I could eat, so he

biggest surprise was the dessert-sweet potato

the baked chicken breast he made, to see if he'd used the right amount of seasoning

on the bed while Ethan stood by the window. Neither of us spoke, but it didn't feel awkward at

in the late afternoon, I'd sit by the window playing the guitar, and he'd lie

I finished the bowl of mashed potatoes. I reached for

"Thank you," I said.

should be

sweet potato casserole, which was supposed to be sweet,

dinner. I knew he had something to say, but in the end, he only managed four words: "Get well soon." I knew I should've

you. I hope you both...

the best blessing

I pulled out my IV, dragged my injured leg to the window, and leaned against it. His figure appeared once more in

front row, but I'm sorry, I was already on the train. I had bought my ticket in advance, headed back to

I knew that the favor I'd asked of Grace would