Chapter 11 Having a Concussion

The rain made it hard for Dalton to see clearly, and before he could make out the license plate, the car drove away.

Lydia caught up with him, umbrella in hand. "Dalton, what's wrong?"

He turned back to her, and she quickly held the umbrella over him, leaving herself exposed to the rain. In that moment, he saw a flash of Meryl's old selflessness in her actions. Meryl used to do such things, too.

Shaking his head, he thought, "Why am I thinking about Meryl? I don't even love her."

Seeing Lydia shivering, he took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

"Do you think Meryl is really serious about calling off the engagement?" she asked quietly.

"Not a chance," Dalton said, pulling her closer.

"Meryl's just trying to get my attention. She can't stay away from me for long."

"But she seemed so angry tonight," Lydia murmured, biting her lip. "Maybe you should call her and see where she went?"

"There's no need. She'll come around

never been the

the one to reach out, no matter who

who always apologized, and he was used

was ominous and

sky, making it seem like

of the unconscious woman and spoke softly, "Ms. Stone has a concussion. The doctor said. she might

as he kept his eyes on

glanced at it briefly, then continued, "Her ankle was cut by porcelain shards. The treatment was delayed, so the scar might

soaked clothes had been changed, her thin frame looked

pale face was stark

have hurt

he decided against it, not wanting to affect

I'm not

sat down by the bed. "I'm

say something

in her sleep, and stepped

with you leaving without a word? People will think

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

Comments ()

0/255