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?"

no need. She'll come around

the one to

their relationship, she was always the one to reach out, no matter who

one who always apologized,

was

filled the sky, making it seem like it was being

by the bedside of the unconscious woman and spoke softly, "Ms. Stone has a concussion. The doctor said. she might need to stay in the hospital

tightened as he kept his eyes on Meryl's

continued, "Her ankle was cut by porcelain shards. The treatment was delayed, so the scar might be permanent, but the bone is fine." Chandler's face was unreadable, but the cold aura

and defeated. Though her soaked

slap mark on her pale face was

must have hurt a

it, not wanting to affect

I'm not

the bed.

say something when Chandler's

her sleep, and stepped

word? People will think

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