You don’t have to do this, you know.” Phillip caught Rose around the waist before she crumpled to the floor. It was bittersweet being so near, but at the same time so far away. He gathered her into his arms and then sat her in the nearest chair. He knelt to be near, but managed to keep the concern out of his voice. “You don’t have do this either, but here you are overdoing it again so you’ll be able to be your sister’s bridesmaid next week.” He touched her cheek, but refrained from caressing her hair, even though he longed to run his fingers through it ever since walking into the room. He wanted more than anything to take a strand of it between two fingers and to caress it as he had done without her permission in the nursing home. He missed those daily visits. The hardest part of it all was she did not know who he was, or the part he had played in her life over the last few months. He had tried to stay away at first, but since he was still overseeing her foundation, he had found one excuse after the other to be with her to talk business.
What do You think about Sleeping Through The Beauty?
