A doctor entering the room stops my forward momentum.
“Miss Levine,” He addresses Savannah, “It’s good to see you awake.”
Curling my fingers into my palm, I change direction and force myself into the corner to watch.
“Do you remember what happened?” He asks which helps me put a time stamp on how long she’s been awake. Based on this, not very long at all.
She glances at Sebastian before she shakes her head.
“Understandable,” He nods, “You were in an accident thirteen days ago and have been in a coma since. Can you tell me the last thing you remember?”
My heart stops in my chest.
“Um,” Her brows draw low, “I went to see a house.”
Willow gasps.
“Please, continue,” The doctor urges when the sound distracts Savannah.
“I um, went to see a house and put in an offer. It needs alittle work.”
She doesn’t remember. She doesn’t rememberanything.
“But the realtor thinks it could go through quickly.”
The doctor nods.
“What else?”
“Me and Sloane were watching a movie, that’s my best friend who I’m staying with at the moment. Willow and Bast had a baby and got married. Um, Olivia is pregnant.”
The doctor turns to Bast to verify, “This was all months ago.” Sebastian swallows, “Months, Savannah.”
“This isn’t uncommon,” The doctor assures, “I am going to order some tests to be done. In the meantime, talking helps. Memories are strong and I believe they’ll come back with some help.”
After the doctor leaves, Bast takes the chair on one side, Willow on the other and Bast recollects everything he knows about from the past couple of months. Savannah listens but you can see she doesn’t remember it.
“You got anything to add, Kill?” Bast urges.
Savannah’s big blue eyes turn hopefully to me and it’s then I notice the warm, soft way she looks at me is gone. Her eyes don’t devour me, they don’t watch every move I make, they don’t look at me like she loves me. She is just Savannah, my best friend’s sister and not the woman who told me she loved me only acouple of weeks ago.
The hurt I caused her is erased. The pain gone.
“No,” I swallow, “Nothing.”
Beside the bed, Willow hangs her head, a sigh pushing out of her.
If she knows she doesn’t expose me, the weight of the lie the final nail in my self-built coffin.
I remain silent, holding onto our secret and when the doctors come to take her away for her tests, I slip out the door and I walk away.
And I don’t look back, because this is what is best for her, my heart be damned. She’ll never know she owns it, that her fist is wrapped around it and her name is stamped onto it. I’ll always remember, always be hers but she isn’t mine anymore.
That’s for the best.
She deserves more than I can give her. She deserves the whole fucking world and I’m not the man to give it to her.
Chapter Thirty-six
