“There you both are,” my dad says.
“You going to say goodbye to your friends, dear?” my stepmom asks me, then looks at Keo. “Did I… miss something?”
I don’t dare look at him.
“You guys have all weekend to play games. Come downstairs.”
And I’m grateful I don’t, because when he mutters, “This was a mistake,” I could swear my teeth crack from how hard I clench them. “I should’ve never come back. Fuck!”
“Language!” Leilani shouts.
Without even glancing at me, Keoni brushes past our parents.
When I look at my sister, there’s a deep frown on her face, yet I can’t begin to understand whyshe’ssad.
He said what just happened between us was a mistake… but it didn’t feel like one. No. It felt right. And I fear I’ll never feel that again.
I shake my head, trying to rid myself of the memory of our kiss. If that was the last time… the only time… I might be chasing another in whatever place waits for us after this.
Heaven? Hell? I wouldn’t fucking care.
Footsteps echo through the room, and I look up. A doctor and a nurse stand there. It’s Dr. Alvarez. The moment he spots me, I shoot to my feet.
His gaze slowly drifts down to my right, and the sigh I release feels broken.
“Mrs. Lewis?”
Delilah begins to stand. “Yes?”
“May we speak with you outside?”
Shivers run down my right side, and I release a shaky breath. Her chair rattles beneath her as the man who first spoke to me reaches her side, and I slide quickly out of the way.
“Is Corey okay?”
I’m pressed against the wall, watching Dr. Alvarez hesitate. My hands tremble, followed soon by my entire body. I clutch Keoni’s sweater for support, but it doesn’t help when Delilah screams in understanding.
We all feel it.
We… all know.
“No, no, please… PLEASE!”
Tears blur my vision as I stand in shock, watching her nearly fall from the chair. The older man grabs her, holding her up. She’s clutching around her stomach, grasping for air as she begins to hyperventilate.
Then, a not-so-distant conversation erupts in my mind, and I slowly cover my mouth with my palm.
“His wife is pregnant… Yup, six weeks. Fucker won’t stop talking about it.”
“Anyone but him! Not him! Please, you’re wrong! You’rewrong!”
The doctor crosses the room and sits in the chair beside her. The nurses follow, and I shake my head before glancing at the door.
I slip out quickly, legs wobbling as I peer down the hall. There’s more activity at the far end on my left, so I move that way. I’m not going to sit and wait for them to tell me he’s gone. I can’t.
I just… can’t.
“Sir?” The nurse at their station makes an attempt to stop me. “You can’t be back here. Only?—”
