After they left the ICU, Chris glanced at Winter’s hand hanging at her side.His fingers moved slightly. Then he reached out and took her hand.The moment Winter shifted, he said, “For the first three days, Richie will be going through chemo. He’ll be very weak, so we can only wait outside. We won’t be able to see him again until those three days are over.”Winter’s eyes were red, and she was clearly trying hard not to cry.Chris exhaled, stepped forward, and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.“You don’t have to hold it in.”A muffled, painful sob came from his arms.Gradually, her crying grew louder.Something in Chris’s chest tightened like a string pulled too taut, trembling under the strain. He lifted his hand, pressed his palm to the back of her head, and lowered his face against the side of hers.For one brief moment, he had thought about taking her to the island and bringing her back after those three days were over.But he didn’t want Winter to have any re
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