I let out a slow breath. “It’s not about this. I just …”
“Right, I know,” he says, smoothing my shirt back down. “It’s the girl you rescued.”
He doesn’t sound mad, but he’s not exactly happy, either.
It’s cruel to subject a sensitive Omega to this kind of emotional turmoil.
If I could stay away from him until this was over, I would.
Unfortunately, I don’t think it would really help anything.
“I should be … back to normal soon,” I add. “Shayne came up with a plan.”
He lets me go and gives me a questioning look. “A plan? Don’t you just have to wait …”
“I’m done waiting. Shayne and I are going to Goldcrest’s next social.”
He blinks, his eyes widening. “You’re doing what?”
“It’s the only way we can get into the building. We’ll find her, make sure she’s okay, and then we’ll come back home. It’ll be over. Done.”
He nods slowly. “I get it. I think …”
The front door rattles and we both jump slightly at the sudden intrusion, before Shayne walks into the apartment and closes the door behind him.
“Hey, I got your message,” he says, his usual sunny smile nice and bright for Harper. “You’re home. How was practice?”
I watch Harper walk toward him and I zone out.
The rest of the day feels like it’s moving in slow motion.
One more week until I can relax.
I hope it doesn’t kill me.
Chapter Seventeen
Robin
My final weekend in the hospital suite was the longest forty-eight-hours of my life. I swear I felt every second pass as if time was slowing to a crawl, trying to trap me there for the rest of my life by making the minutes stretch out into hours, and the hours turn into days.
That’s probably an over-exaggeration, but considering I spent most of that time alone, staring at the walls, the relief I feel now that it’s Monday morning is palpable.
I’m so ready to be out of this windowless room.
The nurse who told me to be ready for ten a.m. also made sure she told me to gather up my things for the move.Hah!Three sets of baggy pajamas and a small washbag containing essentials I was given when I got here are all the worldly possessions I have here.
I hug the small bundle close to my chest as I stand by the foot of my hospital bed.
Today’s the day everything changes.
In just a few minutes, and, yes, I’m counting them, the head of the academy is coming to show me to my new room in the main part of the building.
I’ll be free to come and go as I please, outside of the hours I’ll be working, and in line with the rules and regulations that keep the Omegas here safe, of course.
It’s kind of scary to be in a new place after all this time, I’ll admit, but I’m so desperate to get the chance to spend some time outside every day that I don’t feel too nervous about it.
If anything, I’m eager to find out what my new life is going to be.
