Todos os capítulos de THE TWIN IN HIS BED: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 34

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO The first thing I recognized when I came to, was the ceiling. High, recessed lighting instead of the flat fluorescent panels I pushed patients under every day. No exposed pipe chase. No water stain.Wrong room. That was my second, slower thought. A window with drapes, instead of a shared curtain. An actual armchair in the corner instead of a folding one. Whatever this was, it wasn't the recovery ward.The third thing I realized was that I wasn't alone.I turned my head slowly, everything moving through water, and found him sitting in the chair beside my bed. Alone. Grey suit, tie loosened, elbows on his knees like he'd been there a while and had run out of ways to sit comfortably.I decided, immediately, that I was hallucinating. Low blood sugar. Grief. Whatever cocktail of exhaustion and terror produces a man who shouldn't be within four states of you, sitting exactly where he shouldn't be, watching you wake up like it was the only thing on his schedule.I m

 CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR I was discharged a little after ten, papers in one hand, a pamphlet on prenatal vitamins in the other that I hadn't asked for.  I had worn the clothes Carlton sent via a nurse, only because my nightie made me a little self conscious…considering everything.  But the food I couldn't bear to touch. I couldn't put anything from Carlton in my stomach. The one lodging there was more than enough.  True to what Adrian had said, my mother had been transferred to a VIP room in recovery, two floors up, sedated and recovering, blessedly unaware of anything that had happened to me overnight.  I told the nurse I'd be back that evening. I meant it. I just didn't know yet how much of me would be left to bring. I ignored Liam, whom Carlton had done whatever he was good at, to bring here, and called a cab.&