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

been the one to call

one to reach out, no matter who was at

one who always apologized, and

weather was

the sky, making it seem like it was

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

jaw tightened as he kept his eyes on Meryl's

the scar might be

frail and defeated. Though her soaked clothes had been

on her pale face was

must have hurt a

not wanting to affect Meryl. "Mr. Paltrow is still

I'm

down by the bed. "I'm staying

was about to say something when Chandler's

Meryl, who was restless in her sleep,

deal with you leaving without a word? People will think you got whisked away by a woman." Chandler smirked. "Well,

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