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?"

head dismissively. "There's no need.

had never been the one

she was always the one to reach

was the one who always apologized, and he was used to

was ominous and

it seem like it was being

softly, "Ms. Stone has a concussion. The doctor said. she might need

tightened as he kept his eyes on

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

looking frail and defeated. Though her soaked clothes had been changed, her thin frame looked

pale face was stark and

must have hurt

to affect Meryl. "Mr.

I'm

sat down by the bed.

was about to say something

restless in her sleep, and stepped

a word? People will think you got whisked away by a woman." Chandler smirked. "Well,

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