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No More Tests in the Name of Love

No More Tests in the Name of Love

Por:  Flying DragonlingCompleto
Idioma: English
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Brandon Hawthorne said if I wanted to marry him, I had to prove I was tough enough to be a Hawthorne. He took my bank cards, ditched me in a city I'd never been to, and made me figure out how to get home alone. When my fever hit 104°F, he still refused to let the family doctor through the door. Instead, I had to smile through dinner with a house full of Hawthorne relatives while I could barely stay on my feet. And every time I finally asked Brandon for help, he looked at me like I'd failed him. "You can't even handle something this simple. How are you supposed to be my wife?" But when his childhood friend, Patty Rowan, got blisters from her shoes, he picked her up and carried her away in front of everyone. She got a headache in the middle of the night, and he left me alone in the hospital to take the family doctor to her. I asked him why. He frowned. "Patty's fragile. And she's not the one trying to become a Hawthorne." Then came our engagement party. I accidentally ate peanuts. My throat started closing. I couldn't breathe. Brandon grabbed my EpiPen and locked me in the lounge. "This is your final test. If you want to marry me, tough it out." Then Patty called. She had a paper cut. Brandon immediately left with the doctor. "Hold out for ten minutes." I lost track of time. Right before everything went dark, I saw Brandon come back with Patty tucked close beside him. She had a Band-Aid on her finger. Through the haze, I heard the disappointment in his voice. "Patty was bleeding, and she didn't even cry. Are you seriously pretending to be dead?" Then came the final blow. "You failed the test. You're not ready to become a Hawthorne."

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Chapter 1

When I opened my eyes, Brandon was sitting beside my hospital bed.

He was still in his engagement-party suit.

His shirt was wrinkled, his eyes bloodshot, and one hand was wrapped in gauze.

The second he saw me awake, some of the tension left his shoulders.

But he didn't hug me.

He just leaned over, touched my forehead, asked grimly.

"Scared now?"

The oxygen mask dug into my cheeks.

I barely managed to speak. "Where's my EpiPen?"

"The police took it as evidence."

"Why did you take it from me?"

Brandon stared at me.

The fear in his eyes faded, replaced by that same old disappointment.

"Willa, I have questions for you too."

My chest tightened.

He went on, "Why does every test end with you in the hospital?

"You know you're allergic to peanuts. Why didn't you check the ingredients?

"And when you couldn't breathe, what did you do besides beg me for your EpiPen?

"There was a phone in the lounge. An emergency button on the wall. A window facing the hotel atrium.

"So many ways to get help, and you just sat there crying?"

My eyes burned.

"The worse things get, the calmer you need to be." His mouth tightened. "I'm not blaming you for being scared.

"But if I'm not there, are you seriously just going to lie down and die?"

"You took my EpiPen." I looked at him. "And you locked the door."

Brandon went quiet, then took my hand.

His palm was warm, but his voice had that same lecturing tone.

"I shouldn't have locked the door.

"But I only wanted you to get through ten minutes on your own instead of calling everyone the moment you felt unwell.

"I can save you once or twice, but I can't be there every second of your life.

"I put you through these tests because I'm scared one day I won't get there in time.

"What happened yesterday was partly my fault.

"But if all you do is blame me, then you went through all that for nothing."

I yanked my hand away and turned my back on him.

Tears slipped down my face and soaked into the pillow.

For five years, it had always been the same.

Brandon would shove me off a cliff, then offer me a hand once I clawed my way back up.

And somehow, the pain was always supposed to make me stronger.

This time, he'd nearly killed me just to prove a point.

I was done.

"Brandon Hawthorne.

"We're over."

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