I spent my life searching for love, but Evan was right there all along. As gorgeous on the inside as he was on the outside, I never had to wonder if he loved me. He showed me with every glance, every sweet touch, every scorching kiss.
I wanted nothing more than to give him my forever—until I found out I may not have one.
Paige was the girl of my dreams. So beautiful in every way; no one would ever compare. I feared she would never be mine, and then she became my everything. I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life.
I wanted her to be my forever. But love may not be enough.
Why do I have to say good-bye to the love of my life? How can I let you go—when it’s always been only you?
My eyelids were weak and heavy. All I did now was sleep, but I was still too tired to wake up. I didn’t even remember how I got here.
It took a pathetic amount of strength to lift my head and glance over the tray of food. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but pretty sure it was late. Why they thought I wanted crackers now was beyond me. They can’t really expect me to eat, can they? Swallowing anything was torturous thanks to the deep open sores that trailed down my throat. Water burned, so the thought of eating anything was as appealing as chowing down on sandpaper—and would probably feel the same going down.
I curled into the fetal position as I shivered and rubbed at my skin to get warm and felt the pointy bone through the flesh of my arms. I reached for the covers and winced at the pain fingers as I gathered up the scratchy fabric and pulled it over my aching shoulders.
It hurt to move. It hurt to breathe. Most of all, it hurt to think.
The life I wanted, with the man I wanted, haunted my dreams.
You own me. Can’t you see that?
You’re mine. You’re everything.
I…can’t see my future with anyone else but you.
I finally found what I’d been looking for my entire life, but I couldn’t keep it.
The sound of voices yelling outside my hospital room snatched me out of my thoughts. I pushed myself up, panting at the exertion it took to sit upright. I leaned back on my elbows and my weak heart leaped in my chest when I recognized the voice causing all the commotion outside—the voice I’d know anywhere.
“I need to see her, please.”
Evan? No, no, no. I didn’t want him to see me like this. How did he find out I was here?
“I’m sorry, sir. Immediate family only. This is the ICU.”
“I’m not leaving. Paige? Daisy, it’s me!” My heavy head dropped to my hands. The sobs that ran through me made it difficult to breathe thanks to the oxygen tubes filtering through my nose. Pushing him away was the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I did it for him.
I didn’t want to let him go. I wanted him to hold me, tell me he loved me and know he would never leave me. I wanted that so fucking much it ached.
“Sir, please. She’s a very sick girl.”
In time, he’d see. He deserved someone who could give him a life, children, and a future. All things I can’t offer him, no matter how much I wished things were different. He deserved better than this, better than me.
The door was half closed but opened with such force that it banged into the wall and made me jump. Evan marched up to my bed and took my face in his hands. His hay colored eyes filled with tears as his hands shook.
“I love you, and I’m not going anywhere.” His voice quivered with emotion, but I wasn’t sure if it was sadness, rage, or a combination of the two.
“Now, you’re going to tell me exactly what’s going on. And why you lied to me—”
Stephanie lives in the Bronx, New York with her superhero-obsessed husband and son.
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After spending most of her youth watching soaps, Stephanie has an obsession with angsty drama and hot romance.
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