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Eveline “Eveline?”Eveline turned, schooling her expression just in time to come face-to-face with Belinda, who stood a few feet away.A chilly sensation crawled up her spine, but she ignored it.“Hey, pumpkin.”Belinda crossed the distance between them and pulled her into a crushing hug, holding on even when Eveline tried to pull back enough to breathe.“How’re you doing?”Before Eveline could answer, Belinda cupped her face between both hands and turned it from side to side, as though the answers might be written across her skin.She clicked her tongue. “You don’t look so good, honey.”“No.” Eveline shook her head quickly. “I’m fine. I promise.”Belinda frowned. “You should’ve learned by now that you can’t lie to me, honey.” Her thumbs brushed beneath Eveline’s eyes. “I can see how tired you are. And I know you’ve been picking up more shifts than usual.”She paused. “Yup.”Eveline arched a brow, but the other woman nodded firmly, entirely unapologetic. “I asked Jeremy to keep an ey

Eveline Oh god. “And then?” She demanded. Shane shook his head helplessly. “I don’t know. My dad—he—he said it was going to make things difficult for the hospital for a while. He wanted them to pay for firing him.” His hands hung limp on either side of his body. “It was his idea. I—I swear.”If Gerald were the mastermind behind it, then it would’ve been nothing good. Dear heavens. Eveline let Shane go without thinking, the ground tilting under her feet. And she’d been pushy about looking into it herself. What if Lucien hadn’t taken it from her? She would’ve corrupted the hospital’s network, the system, every single patient’s file would’ve fallen into the hands of a monster. She placed her hands to her face, letting out a staggering exhale as her knees weakened. She would’ve ruined Green Hill Hospital and endangered the patients because of her desperation to see Gerald behind bars, so he wouldn’t hurt her dad. But Lucien knew. He knew that Shane was not to be trusted. Somethi

Eveline Eveline held her breath as she slowly leaned back into the mattress, her hands planted flat on the sheets. Her gaze remained on Lucien’s, who was looking at her with raw, open adoration as he sank to his knees between her legs. She let go as her back touched the bed, the sheets enveloping her—soft and cool against her skin. Her clothes had come off somewhere between the front door and the bedroom, because they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. She’d missed him. Terribly. And judging by his ragged breathing that she could feel, as it brushed against her inner thighs, he missed her just as much. He told her too, when she teased him back at the hospital—the tip of her tongue sliding between his lips and then pulling back before he could turn it into a kiss. “I know I don’t deserve to say it.” His voice was thick with emotion. “But I love you, Eveline Storm. And if you never forgive me, I understand. It won’t change how I feel about it. How much I miss you.”How on

Eveline “Hi…” Eveline took a deep breath as she stood by the door of the room, her palms clammy and her nerves shaky. She managed to maintain eye contact with the man at the other end of the room, seated in a wheelchair. She knew, from the one time they met, that he was Michael. The second Roswood brother. The one who was behind the wheel when the car crashed into her parents’ vehicle. She waited for it to come. The anger. The rage. After all, her teenage self had always imagined a scenario where they never got into that accident. She daydreamed for months after they died, while Jonah was doing his best to be there for her—that the accident never happened. Her parents were just on a long trip. A very long trip that would take a while. But they were coming back. Eventually. She just had to hold it together in the meantime, staying with Uncle Jonah. And when they came back, they’d celebrate her twelfth birthday at the water park, as she asked. And when she co

Eveline “You’re awfully quiet, pumpkin,” Jonah commented as Eveline stood by the door of his hospital room, watching the nurse deal with his discharge details. Another doctor had just finished giving them a comprehensive rundown of his vitals, what they needed to keep doing, and how often he had to come back to the hospital…But Eveline had stayed silent the entire time. She didn’t realize her silence was that noticeable, but she’d been thinking about several things at the same time, while being choked up with relief, that Jonah was finally coming home. The years of consultations, surgeries, invasive procedures…watching him smile through the pain, unable to do the things he used to before the illness came. They were over. She was so overjoyed that at some point, she’d hurried out of the room to wipe the tears from her eyes. But now that they were moving on to a different stage of their lives, she couldn’t ignore the other things that she’d been mulling over for days. Gerald’s c