At some point during the night, she had removed herself from my embrace and turned towards me. When I had first woken up this morning, I couldn’t help but stare at her. She looked absolutely beautiful laying against my pillow, her hair fanned out behind her, and her lips parted just slightly as h...
The phone next to my bed wouldn't stop ringing. When it eventually registered in my small little brain that we were still at the hospital, I quickly reached over for it. "Hello?" "Mrs. Weston, this is Miranda in the NICU. Can you and your husband please come down here?" I tried to swallow past th...
I wasn't in the right frame of mind to help take care of someone else. Hell, I could barely take care of myself. I locked up the car and made my way over to Mr. Rollins who was waiting for me by the elevator. I wasn't sure what to say or what I was getting myself into, but London deserved to have...
From this moment on, the rhythms of our weeks will be punctuated by the pace of a clinical trial of an experimental cancer drug. We join forces with a doctor who is staking his whole life on believing that everything in the cancer world is about to be transformed, and that this drug is only the b...
I wanted to swoop her up and run far away from everything, and have it just be me and her. I knew I looked like a complete idiot standing there waiting for her to say something. I felt like a coward when she made the first move, but I needed her to do it. I was following her lead on this one, and...
The bruises on my face hadn’t completely vanished yet, but they were easily covered with makeup, making them almost unnoticeable. It had been five weeks since I had seen Raylon that night. He never came back to the house and no contact was made. Though he had physically vanished, I could still fe...