Every Mended Heart (Far From Ruined Book 3) by Nikole Knight

Author:Nikole Knight [Knight, Nikole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L&L Literary Services
Published: 2021-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

“Silas? Are you listening?”

Will’s question cracked through the room like thunder, and I blinked lazily to clear my blurry vision until the clock on the wall came back into focus. The long hand rested near the eight, and the short hand hovered closer and closer to the three. Afternoon, it was afternoon. Where had the day gone?

Now that I thought about it, I couldn’t recall what I’d done most of the day besides lie here drifting in and out of sleep. The doctors had thankfully lowered my morphine, but it was still too much for my body to handle. It made my brain fuzzy, and I had to close my eyes, taking a deep breath to center my thoughts.

After my mini-psychotic-break yesterday evening, I needed to be on my best behavior. I didn’t want to be restrained to the bed. Aunt June had smoothed over the incident with the other nurses, but since she worked in the ER, not the ICU, she couldn’t exactly make me promises. If I flipped my lid a second time, I feared Aunt June’s charm wouldn’t do much good.

“Silas?” I jolted as Will placed his hand on my arm and tightened his fingers around my wrist. “Does that sound okay?”

Fuck, I had no idea what we were talking about. The drugs dripping down the I.V. line and filtering through my veins combined with the concussion from my head trauma made it damn near impossible to pay attention. I was lost inside my own head, trapped in a body that didn’t work the way it had a week ago.

“Yeah, sure,” I said with a weak smile. “Sounds good.”

Will nodded. “Okay, I’ll let the minister know.”

Minister? Oh, the funeral. Right. We were talking about Dad’s—the! The funeral.

Sorrow clawed at my chest, and I turned away as Will scribbled something onto his notepad. Hopefully whatever I just agreed to wouldn’t bite me in the ass later.

Knuckles grazed the back of my hand, and I opened my eyes. Ben was reading—some literature assignment for his A.P. English class—but the knuckles of his free hand stroked the back of mine absently. I didn’t think he even knew he was doing it. Ever in tune with me, he was comforting me subconsciously. It eased the tightness in my chest, and I sighed.

When I turned back to Will, my brother was glaring at Ben’s hand on mine like he was trying to telepathically set my ex-boyfriend on fire. Ben’s presence was a source of unspoken contention, but Will hadn’t brought it up yet. He would in time, but for now, he kept his silence.

Honestly, it seemed rather unfair given that Ben was the reason Will had been notified about the accident to begin with. Sure, the hospital would have tracked him down eventually, but it would have taken them longer to do so without Aunt June and Ben’s help. Dad was my emergency contact, not Will. So he had Ben to thank for contacting him when I was brought in.

Aunt June had been working in the ER the night of the accident.

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