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.

her phone. “Someone caught this at

steps. Snow piling on his Brunello coat as he

makes a man kneel

voice caught. “God, Emma. The way that man loves

toward the window.

everything else. I

I almost didn’t recognize him. Gone was the polished CEO – this was a man undone. His usually sharp

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

you’re really awake?”

cracked, eyes

watched him,

the bed. “We’ll get through

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meant it.

was conscious, I was still bedridden. Nathan

to my lips. Helping the nurses bathe me. Managing my medication schedule like it was a

Holding

merger.

night, he’d hold me like I might

No more late meetings.

through my head outside that ICU… No, I can’t tell you. You’re too tenderhearted

Promise you’ll never leave

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