Vengeful Love by Laura Carter

Author:Laura Carter [Carter, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2016-03-20T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

The Harrods bag Gregory brought to the hotel contained skinny indigo jeans and a Ralph Lauren striped shirt that he had sent to the hospital yesterday to bring with us. After a tussle about me paying him back, which he of course won, I had to admit to being grateful for clean lingerie.

“I love those boots,” Gregory says through a cheeky grin as I zip them to the knee. “Can I make you mine again today?”

“You have no idea how much I wish I could say yes but I want to see my dad.”

“Of course you do. Later maybe?”

“You’re not sick of me yet?” I laugh but it’s quickly stifled by his serious face. “I’ll give you a call when I’m done at the hospital.”

We drive back toward London talking easily. In fact, everything is so comfortable between us it’s almost surreal. Gregory has an opinion on just about everything, business, law, the world. But it’s not annoying or cocky, it’s informed and intelligent. There’s a warmth in my chest as I watch the way he moves and speaks.

That feeling disappears when we pull up to the entrance of the hospital. Something feels off, wrong, not safe or right. An eerie sensation makes me shiver and the hairs prick up on my arms. I’m watching the sky turn dark and the world grow small around me from outside my own body. I don’t remember whether or how I say goodbye to Gregory as I leave the car and float to the hospital entrance.

A sudden jerk against my shoulder throws me back into the reality of my body, a jerk so hard from a hooded man that I turn to watch him walk out of the automatic doors. His head is down, his face turned toward the floor, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his navy jumper. He never looks back or ventures to offer an apology. I shake my head to find sense and tell my legs to keep moving toward the lifts despite the increasing weakness they feel. The lift clicks past each floor, stopping to allow people on and off until we finally arrive at my father’s ward.

“Scarlett.” Elexis, the plump nurse, has come to know me by name. Her voice is unusually leaden, her effervescent personality vanished. “We’ve been trying to call you.”

My chest tightens. “What? What is it?”

Doctor Jefferson steps toward me from behind the nurses’ station. “Let’s go to the relatives’ room.”

“Tell me, please,” I beg, unable to hide the panic in my voice.

The doctor moves to touch my arm but I snap it out of his reach.

“Let me see my dad. I want to see my dad!”

“Scarlett,” Elexis pleads, “I think you should go with the doctor first.”

“No,” I cry, tears falling from my face, saliva bursting into my words. “Let me see him! Let me see him.”

Elexis glances to another nurse who steps out of my father’s room, removing her nitrile gloves and placing them on a trolley of plastic bottles.

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