LOGINChapter 24The next morning, Riley woke up early to help Iris wash her face and brush her tangled hair. Then go to the cafeteria to get their food. The premium package Aston had paid for didn't just cover the top-tier room and surgeries...it also included free daily meals for both she and her daughter from the grand ground-floor cafeteria.After getting their meals and feeding her daughter, both mother and daughter decided to watch a movie and do other things as they await her audition call.By noon, the nervousness about her audition results was starting to make her incredibly restless. The casting directors had promised to send the news, but every tick of the wall clock felt like an eternity. To break the agonizing tension, she decided it was time to fetch their lunch.She kissed Iris on the forehead, leaving her happily coloring a picture book, and rode the private elevator down to the cafeteria. She picked up a tray, sliding it along the metal rails as she selected a bowl of wa
Chapter 23"Ummmm... ummm... it's just..." Riley tried to say, but she couldn't help but stutter. Her face burned with an instant, bright flush of red as she felt his heavy gray eyes locking onto her hands.The cold, confident speech she had prepared on the train completely dissolved. Under his intense gaze, she felt like a child caught doing something she shouldn't have. Her heart hammered wildly against her ribs as she looked from his face down to the small, dark-wrapped package in her fingers.Before her brain could stop her, she simply thrust her arm forward, holding the small box out toward his chest."I brought it up to you," she said, her voice a little too fast, a little too defensive.Ashton looked down at her outstretched hand, then back up at her, his dark eyebrows rising. He looked completely surprised. He didn't say a word as he slowly reached out and took the small box from her grip. His fingers brushed against hers for a fraction of a second, sending a jolt straight
Chapter 22The train ride back to the hospital gave Riley plenty of time to steel her heart. By the time she stepped out of the elevator onto the pediatric wing, her face was a mask of calm professionalism. She tightly held the two separate bags...the larger one with Iris’s toys, and the small, wrapped box containing the one-hundred-and-fifty-dollar silver tie clip.She walked down the quiet corridor toward Room 402, ready to put her plan into action. She was going to be cold, deliver the gift as a formal thank-you, and draw a sharp, permanent line between them.But when she pushed the door open, the sight inside made her stop dead in her tracks.The words she had prepared died instantly in her throat.Ashton was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed. Iris was fast asleep, her small head resting heavily against his broad shoulder, her breathing slow and peaceful. Their fingers were loosely intertwined, her tiny hand completely engulfed by his large, warm palm. Ashton's head was le
Chapter 21The moment Riley stepped out of the studio building and onto the busy city sidewalk, the cool afternoon air hit her face. It felt good against her skin, cutting through the heavy rush of adrenaline. Her chest was still tight, and her hands were shaking slightly from the performance she had just poured her entire soul into.Without even thinking, she found herself walking faster, her feet moving quickly toward the subway station. She couldn't wait to get back to the hospital. She wanted to walk straight into the building, head up to the top floor, and tell Ashton everything. She wanted to tell him how the judges had looked down at her, how she had remembered his words, and how she had completely changed the energy in that room.But as she reached the entrance of the station, she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks.What the hell is wrong with her? she scolded herself, her cheeks burning with a sudden wave of heat and embarrassment.She tightened her grip on her handbag, f
Chapter 20The car dropped Riley off in front of a sleek, glass-fronted production studio downtown. The moment she stepped through the heavy revolving doors, the quiet comfort of the hospital vanished. It was replaced by the loud, fast energy of the entertainment world.The holding lobby was packed. Dozens of women sat on leather couches, flipping through script pages, fixing their lipstick, and looking at each other with sharp, competitive eyes. Riley felt a cold knot tighten in her stomach as she walked to the desk to sign in. Almost every woman in the room fits a very specific mold. They were young, very thin, and dressed in flashy outfits designed to turn heads.As Riley took a seat in the corner, she could feel the critical eyes of the other contestants tracking her. A pair of girls sitting across from her whispered to each other, their eyes darting to the curves of her emerald wrap dress before looking away with small, nasty smirks.The invisible scars of the last ten years b
Chapter 19The five days leading up to the audition became a blur of exhausting, intense focus. Ashton had made a vacant, soundproofed multi-purpose room on the hospital’s top floor available for her, complete with floor-to-ceiling mirrors and a small rehearsal table. Every morning, after making sure Iris was fed and comfortable, Riley would lock herself in that room for hours, rehearsing.She ran through monologue after monologue, forcing her voice to carry, breaking down the script Clove International's production team had sent over. Her body was tired, and her mind constantly fought the old, cruel whispers of Fredrick’s voice telling her she wasn't good enough. But every time her confidence wavered, she looked at the text in front of her, thought of her daughter's new heart, and pushed through the fatigue.Whenever she finished her practice sessions and walked back down to the pediatric wing, she would find a surprisingly soft scene waiting for her in Room 402.More often than







