The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

In the hospital, Carl was still in surgery, his condition more severe than Ashley’s, who was the first to regain consciousness.

The entire Brooks family had rushed to the hospital, relieved to see Ashley’s eyes flutter open.

Melissa was beside herself with tears. “You scared the life out of me, Ashley! If something happened to you, how on earth could I face your father?”

Ashley, still too weak to speak, glanced around the room, her eyes searching for Vivienne, who was not there.

Darren seemed to grasp what she was looking for and leaned in to whisper, “Ashley, Vivienne’s still in surgery with Carl. She’ll be here as soon as it’s over.”

Ashley breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze then shifted back to her mother, her eyes brimming with tears.

Kala chimed in, “Don’t cry now, Ashley. Vivienne said you’ve got a scrape on your face, and tears won’t help it heal. You don’t want to ruin that pretty face of yours, so be good, won’t you?”

Ronald also tried to comfort Melissa, “Aunt, no need to cry. Didn’t Vivienne say that Ashley and Carl are out of danger? They’ll be up and about in a few days. You crying like this will only have them worrying about you when they wake up.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” Melissa managed, dabbing at her eyes. She took her daughter’s hand. “If it weren’t for Vivienne, you and Carl would’ve been goners. Charlotte told me how Vivienne and Percival braved a cliff jump to save you two. Terrifying, I tell you.”

Ashley pressed her lips together, wanting to say something but feeling too drained. She soon drifted back to sleep.

When she woke again, most of the machines had been removed, but her legs were still numb, and she was still in recovery. Vivienne had made sure she stayed put to avoid injuring herself further.

Carl, too, had been brought out of the operating room, awaiting consciousness. Ashley found her voice again.

“Mom, where’s Vivienne?” She asked.

She remembered that just before she had passed out, it was Vivienne who had grasped her hand and promised, “I’m here; you’re not going to die.”

then, Vivienne entered the room with her usual detached tone, as if speaking to a typical patient. “Awake now? You’ll be bedridden for a month, and then it’s rehab for you. Your legs took a bad hit; getting back

the strength to speak, “After everything I’ve done to you, why did you still

replied, “To laugh at

but laugh and then quickly composed herself. “I was wrong before. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have doubted

won’t blame you anymore. I was jealous because the family treated

her confession, Ashley took a deep breath, feeling

“Okay, I got

was not a bad

have to go,” Vivienne

you, Vivienne, for all your

Vivienne stated simply, squeezing Melissa’s hand before leaving

the hospital together, only to run into Fiona in her wheelchair,

Fiona said with a faint smile, though her

eyes were cold. “It’s no coincidence. This is my

could I forget? The Ellington family is

her, “Sienna, this is the Percival I told

Percival and Vivienne, “I’m Sienna, Ms. Fiona’s personal

she extended her hand toward Vivienne and

shook her hand, and Vivienne did

about Sienna’s skin during their

take Ms. Fiona for a check-up. Until next

replied, her lips

while Percival and Vivienne got into their

print of her index finger.

“Just some clowns jumping around. They’re not

Vivienne grinned, “You’re right!”