Chapter 1031


Rowan took care of Asher's funeral. When he finally made his way back to the clinic, it was as if nothing had changed.

Hanna was busy with a feverish little boy, calmly telling his anxious parents, "Only give him this medicine if his temperature goes over 101.3. Use a warm washcloth to help cool him down-physical cooling works best..."

The ordinary, everyday routine felt surreal to Rowan. He sank onto a bench, half- tempted to light a cigarette, but thought better of it-there were still patients around.

Hanna hadn't stopped all day. The flu was everywhere, and the clinic was packed with sick kids.

Rowan just sat there, quietly watching Hanna move through the room, a strange tangle of feelings in his chest he couldn't quite name.

Asher was gone. Riley had stayed to help, but left Riverdale soon after.

Now it was just Hanna and Rowan. For the first time in so many years, Rowan really looked at her—and realized she'd always been there.

He used to hope Anastasia might look back at him, but every time he turned around, it was Hanna he saw, always steady, always beside him.

Anastasia once told him to cherish the person right in front of him. If Anastasia was a light in his life, then Hanna was spring itself-bringing warmth and new beginnings just by showing up.

When the last patient had left, Rowan's eyes found Hanna. "Snow," he said, using her nickname, “let's take a trip to Sunlit River. Get out of here for a bit."

Hanna was organizing paperwork, but she'd been aware of Rowan since he walked in.

She stopped, keeping her voice steady as she faced away from him. "Can you really leave all this behind?"

and Rowan knew

River are beautiful.


work. "Flu season's rough; there are so many sick kids right now. I'm their doctor-they come first. Asher's gone, Rowan. You're free now. Don't do anything stupid, don't go chasing revenge. Life's hard enough for everyone don't let hate blind you. Go out, see

to him, but

up years of happiness over someone like Dylan-it just wasn't

live well. Last night, she decided to treat what happened like

life and death as

"Snow, maybe you should just let yourself cry. Cry it out,

was so calm, it

could survive so can. It's not like it's the old days

him a

fine. Why are you so

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these years

yourself.


something new." s

He stood up. "I'll let

door, he paused and

thank y

years. There's a gift

appy met

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