Chapter 18

Violet groaned as she awoke to the sound of someone talking. It took her a long moment to come out of her dream to realize it was the sound of Ash’s voice. Opening one bleary eye, she saw him pass by his bedroom, his phone up to his ear.

“Great, that’s fantastic news,” she heard him say. “Yes, I’ll be down there by this afternoon. Great. Thank you.”

Violet yawned. She needed to get back to the hospital before Martha was checked out. Glancing at her phone, she saw that she had a little time to spare.

Her stomach rumbled ominously. When had she last eaten? She couldn’t even remember.

It’d been two days since Martha had been admitted to the hospital. When Violet had left to go home to get some sleep, she hadn’t intended on going to Ash’s. Yet the thought of going to that house without Martha had been unbearable. Like she couldn’t control herself, she’d driven straight to Ash’s, not caring that it was late or that it was pouring down rain.

She’d just needed to see him. To be with him.