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. She'll come

never been the one to call Meryl

always the one to reach out, no matter who

always apologized,

was ominous

sky, making it seem like

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

as he kept his eyes on Meryl's

was delayed, so the scar might be permanent, but the bone is fine." Chandler's face was unreadable, but the

there, looking frail and defeated. Though her soaked

her pale face

have hurt

put it to his lips, but before lighting it, he decided against it, not wanting to affect Meryl. "Mr. Paltrow is still waiting for

it. I'm

sat down by the bed. "I'm

was about to say something when

at Meryl, who was restless in her sleep, and stepped

a word? People will think you got whisked

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