I flopped back onto the bed to read, but after some time, I realized I was

holding the book upside down. A restless feeling started creeping up on me. I

couldn’t help but wonder about Bryant’s condition. If it was because of that

gunshot, it should have been me, not him.

With my thoughts in turmoil, I closed the book and decided to get some fresh

air on the balcony. Then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Gary’s

voice, “Mrs. Ferguson.”

My steps quickened as I opened the door. “Gary, how’s Bryant? Is he okay?”

Gary said, “Mr. Bryant’s got a fever.”

I let out a sigh of relief, thinking it was just a cold, but then Gary added, “It’s

the gunshot wound from the other day. It got infected. Mr. Bryant won’t let

anyone touch him and refuses to take his medicine.”

and I shouldn’t even be here, but

for you in

squeezed at those

least I

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flushed with an unnatural pink, his breathing steady,

troubled by

on the

They should help with

I nodded. “Okay.”

“I’ll leave you two alone then. Call

anything.”

and me. I reached out to feel

was burning.

about to pull my hand away, he caught it, murmuring

want a divorce? Please,

piercing

heart.

there for a long while before gently patting his

to take

me off guard, but

wound, though I could feel the heat emanating from

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