Audrey’s POV

“He’s already talked to Miss Rose about it,” Michael said. ‘Since you have experience with vegetative patients, he thinks you’re perfer to look aftakach Hayes during the ceremony.”

“Miss Sinclair?” Michael’s voice pulled me back. ‘Does this mean you’ll design the rings now?”

“Yes,” I said, realizing I hadn’t actually responded. ‘I’ll start right away.”

I wedged my phone between my ear and shoulder, jotting down notes while sitting cross–legged on my touch.

“Great. Mr. Parker has some specific ideas for the men’s ring…”

I wrote everything down as Michael detailed Blake’s preferences. Already my mind was sketching designs that would complement the women’s ring id created earlier.

“Thanks, Michael. And please tell Mr. Parker I appreciate the chance to care for Rachel.

After hanging up, I stared at my notes. Whatever my feelings about Blake, this was my opportunity to see Rachel again. That’s what mattered.

I spent the next several hours lost in designs, barely noticing the apartment growing darker. My phone’s ring startled me back to reality.

“Audrey, what are you doing?” Ethan’s voice brought an unexpected smile to my face.

“Working.”

“Have you eaten dinner yet?”

I glanced at my watch, surprised to see it was after six. “I haven’t even had lunch.”

“What? Your stomach’s already messed up! You can’t skip meals like this. Where are you? I’m coming to find you and buy you dinner.”

I suddenly realized how hungry I was. “I’m at home.”

“Perfect! I’m right outside your door.”

I hung up and opened my door to find Ethan juggling several grocery bags, wearing a sheepish grin.

“Dinner delivery,” he said, stepping past me into my apartment.

“What’s all this?” I asked, following him to the kitchen.

“I

him unpack pasta, ground beef, tomatoes, and a French baguette. “You

hands. “I called

laughed. “Starting

“Astrid’s cooking is… an

free time? Aren’t

Blake and Laurel’s engagement. Thought you might need company, so I got the night

1/3

1 felt

“Why would their engagement bother

He studied my face carefully. “You and Blake still have

myself. “What makes you think that? What have I

NYU, the way he held your hands,” he said, returning

and faced me. “Would you really be okay watching

my head with a bitter smile. “Not only am I not fighting for him, I’m designing their

widened. “That

stop saying there’s something between us. If he respected me at all, he wouldn’t

sorry, Audrey. I had

fine. Go relax, I’ll

nodded and headed to the

of keys announced Astrid’s arrival

couch with Snow. Her eyes narrowed before she

“Audrey told

from the kitchen. “Come help me instead of

dropped her bag and headed

a kid,‘

an eyebrow. “Twenty–two is still a

be too hard on you. Let

I passed some movers coming from

looked up from

find this place, the landlord specifically said no one else lived on this floor. I thought

less than a month after you move in, someone takes the empty apartment.

know who it

asked the movers, Astrid explained. “They said the new tenant is some wealthy businessman. Seems out of place

vegetables. “Maybe he likes the character of

Blake’s POV

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255