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.

time he left? Lucy held up her

the snow on the cathedral steps. Snow piling on his Brunello coat as he knelt there,

makes a man

The way that man

turned toward

I let my eyes

was a man undone.

crossed to me like he was in a dream, fingers trembling as they traced my face, my eyes.

you’re really awake?”

voice cracked,

watched

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

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meant it.

was

bathe me. Managing my medication schedule

Holding

merger.

like I might shatter, his whispers

should have protected you better. No more late meetings.

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

something, Emma. Promise you’ll

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