Chapter 25

Donald

I stared at her for a moment, absorbing her features in my mind. Unlike the last time I came to see her, she looked better and more robust. Her face was glowing, and I could see the hint of a smile tugging at her lips even though she tried to hide it. Usually, she was either frowning or arguing with me, so I was surprised to see her doing none of that.

I had a sudden urge to reach out and touch her face to tell her that I had listened to her pleas, but I held myself back and waited. Julie was a fierce woman and I didn't want to annoy her further, because I wasn't in the mood to argue with her again. I knew she was prone to temper bursts, but a part of me still felt relieved about what I did for her. Her threats had scared me and I half expected to come into her room and see her dead body.

I shook my head and tried to banish the picture from my mind, replacing it with her still breathing body in front of me. Suddenly, I felt a hand touch mine on the bed. At first, I jolted and