Chapter Sixteen

Maya.

Two days later, Maya sat nervously in a wheelchair, her fingers clutched tightly around the blanket the nurse had draped over her lap. Alex stood to the side, listening intently as the nurse gave him the aftercare instructions.

Maya fingered the maternity top that one of the nurses had kindly provided for her and smoothed the wrinkles over the bump of her abdomen. They had all been exceedingly kind to her, and she feared leaving their kindness to venture into the unknown.

When the nurse was finished, Alex grasped the handles of the wheelchair and began pushing Maya down the hallway toward the entrance.

She blinked as the bright sunshine speared her vision. A sleek limousine was parked a few feet away, and Alex walked briskly toward it. The driver stepped around to open the door just as Alex effortlessly plucked her from the wheelchair and ushered her inside the heated interior. In a matter of seconds, they were gliding away from the hospital.

Maya stared out the window as they