It's beautiful.
Thank you, Callum.
Callum Rhodes: You're welcome.
Just saw it and thought of you.
That he saw something beautiful and thought of me is… just so quietly thoughtful and sweet.
Callum Rhodes: What are your plans for tonight?
Got a date with my bed.
What about you?
The three dots appear. Disappear. Appear again, and my heart starts racing.
Callum Rhodes: Would you like to get food?
To celebrate?
My treat.
No pressure if you're too tired or just don't want to.
Dinner... like a date?
Butterflies appear in my belly, but I immediately scold myself for the thought and my audacity.
He's not asking like that, Sophie. Get a grip. He's your friend. You're not even two weeks out from a broken engagement. He's being kind. A good friend. Friends have dinner together.
Still... the idea of not being alone tonight is too tempting to resist.
Ammas?
Craving some comfort food.
Callum Rhodes: Whatever you want.
You deserve some comfort food.
Can I pick you up from chemo?
Are you sure you're not too busy?
Callum Rhodes: Not too busy for you.
???
"Alright, my girl, one down, five more to go," Nurse Patti says with a bright smile as she disconnects the IV from my port. "I know the number seems daunting, but most patients find it goes by pretty fast after the first one. Now you know what to expect."
"Piece of cake so far," I say with a tired but genuine smile.
She gently fixes my shirt and covers the port before helpingme stand. I shake the pins and needles from my legs, feeling a few satisfying pops up my spine, and shove my feet into my boots.
Folding my blanket and tucking it into my bag, I swing the tote over my shoulder.
"Thanks, Patti," I wave, and she smiles as she cleans up my area for the next patient.
