RYAN'S POV The words leave my mouth too fast, and too wrong. Before I had correct myself, Rose is already walking out, with her hands to her eyes. I hate that in making her cry. But she's too good, too young for me. If I don't survive this, I can't tie her down to my memories forever and get her wishing what if...She reaches the door, stop abruptly and turns around, marching toward me with a purposeful stride, before I could understand what's about to happen. She climbs the bed and leans in kissing me. Her tongue slides expertly into my mouth, her small hands frame my face as her body slightly press on mine. I keep up her pace, tasting her sweetness and sour tears as we kiss passionately. Our tongues thrusting deep into each other's mouth and hitting the back of our throat like it's a fucking blowjob. But her kiss is more emotional than physical, I can feel her pain through the hot kiss. She's breaking every vow she's held. She's making a silent promise that she'll never leave me.
ROSE'S POV"Uhm... Doctor?" I hasten my pace to meet up with them. "What did you say about Ryan?" My voice is rough. Calm. Down. I take deep breaths."I thought you went in...uhm..." His eyes dart around, looking for a quick excuse. Then, he sighs and gestures forward. "Let's go to my office.""No." I shake my head and stamp my feet on the ground. "You started talking already, just complete what you were saying.""Okay." He smiles, but it's tight with no teeth. "Ryan's heart is really weak. He's been diagnosed with HCM for a long time now. The results of today's test showed he didn't live the simple, healthy life prescribed for him." He adds with a shrug. "Guess his heart can't take it anymore." Then, he chuckles.Was that supposed to be a joke? "That's not funny, it's just offensive." My face twist in disgust. My fist involuntarily clench. Micah steps closer, putting his hands around mine and trying to calm me. "I'm sorry Miss." Dr. Paul says, but he doesn't sound sorry. "Mr Ryan wi
ROSE'S POV Slowly, the realization of what he's saying hits me. I shake my head and recoil backwards. Is this good news? No, no, no. My heart sinks. I can't return to Florida. I can't leave Ryan alone, not when he needs me the most."What's wrong?" Micah sits beside me, pulling me up."I can't go. We can't leave Ryan here alone." I try to stay calm."The nurses will look after him." His voice is soothing."They can't." I turn around and face him directly. "I need to watch over him myself; he's my man. Tell the court to reschedule." I fold my arms stubbornly."The court can't reschedule." He sighs and straightens up from me. "We were the ones who begged for an early date." "Then let the lawyer appear in court alone.""You're swearing to a damn affidavit, you have to be there in person." He says loudly, then visibly breathes. He grits his teeth and kicks the air, barely restraining himself."Why are you raising your voice at me? I have to be here to take care of my man." I challenge.
ROSE'S POV "What is wrong?" I ask my voice cracking as he begins convulsing, pressing his neck and his face turning red. "Ryan? My goodness." My voice cracks. I put my hands over his, trying to help smooth his chest. I jump off his thighs and kneel in front of him. "What should I do?" He just continues shaking, his face squeezing in pain, his words a jumbled mess, the only thing I can make out is "I can't breath!" I search his pockets frantically. "Where are the blood busters?" "It's it's done. I used them all." He stammers. "So... You're leav-leaving to Florida?" I look at him like he's crazy. "You can't be asking me that right now!" I snap, more mad at myself for bringing it earlier. I lean into him, my entire body trembling. I hold his big palms in mine and struggle to maintain eye contact. "Just stay with me, please." I choke out. I quickly adjust my dress down. I press the button and adjust Ryan's clothes as the barricade rises up. Micah turns to us. Confusion lining his f
ROSE'S POV"Here we are!" Micah announces as we reach the station.I quickly unfix the seat belt and rush out of the car."Relax." Micah turns around the car and leads me into the reception area. "Excuse me." He leaves me here for a while to meet with the officer in another room."Great." I try to sit as calmly as I can to wait for Ryan, but the moment I see him walking in, I lose every bit of restraint left and rush toward him, throwing my hands around his neck. "Ryan!""Baby.""What happened? Are you okay?" I try to check every part of his body to ensure he's okay.The officer sneers as he returns Ryan's property to him. "You've posted bail, you're a free man until Desmond's lawyer files charges. For now, it's just assault.""Where's Desmond?" I hate how worried I sound. I don't care about him, but maybe I'm just realizing I don't hate him enough to want him dead."The hospital." Ryan says the words grudgingly, like he wished Desmond was in the mortuary instead.I smile. He's so swee
ROSE'S POV"Where did you say Ryan is again?" I ask, looking over my shoulder as we step into the elevator."Uhm... I told you already." He scratch his head for a brief second. "He's at the firm already waiting for us.""But why would he leave so early without waking me?" I shift to the corner for a man to step out. I turn to Micah. "He didn't come to bed last night, Micah.""Yeah... We were working all night." He sounds a bit distracted.I shake my head. I'm just being paranoid. "So, who's this lawyer we're going to meet with?""Our lawyer directed us to him." He answers, adjusting his suit."I have a feeling that Ryan is not okay. And my hutch is never wrong."He laughs but he sounds nervous. "Ryan's fine." He says avoiding my gaze as we step out of the building and into the parking lot."Why isn't his line even connecting, Micah? I'm worried sick. What if he's..." My voice trails off as I enter the front passenger seat. I don't why I have this odd feeling. "Did he have a cardiac arr