Chapter 8

I came to in a private suite at NewYork–Presbyterian.

Lucy’s scream could’ve woken the whole floor before she practically dove at me, sobbing.

“Oh my God. Emma! You’re back!”

“You’ve been out for eighteen days do you have any idea how scared we were?”

“Nathan was literally dying without you!”

“Nathan…” His name came out as barely a whisper.

“He’s here, sweetie. The doctors finally made him get some sleep. God, Emma, you have no idea what this has done

to him.”

While a team of specialists checked my vitals, Lucy filled me in:

Three days in intensive care. Nathan hadn’t left the hospital for those three days. No food. No sleep. Just… waiting.

When they finally moved me out of the ICU, he just collapsed. Right there in the hallway, like his strings had been

CUL

For the next two weeks, he barely left my side, this ghost of Manhattan’s most powerful CEO.

left? Lucy held up her phone.

showed Nathan kneeling in the snow on the cathedral steps. Snow piling on his Brunello coat as

“What kind of love makes a man kneel in

that man loves you? It’s what

turned toward the window.

everything else. I let my eyes close.

Nathan burst through the door, I almost didn’t recognize him. Gone was the polished CEO – this was a man undone. His usually

me like he was in a dream, fingers trembling as they

Baby, you’re really awake?”

voice cracked, eyes red–rimmed.

watched

bed. “We’ll get through this, angel. Everything will heal. I’m

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meant it.

though I was conscious, I was still

the nurses bathe me. Managing my medication schedule like it was

Holding

merger.

he’d hold me like I might shatter, his whispers soft

you better. No more late meetings. I’ll come straight home

that ICU… No, I can’t tell

Emma. Promise you’ll never leave

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