Tears soaked into the sheets and I slept for a long time. So, long that night quietly descended.
A cold gust of wind woke me when the door opened. A surge of joy bloomed in my chest when I saw Keith. He kept his promise; he really came.
Unfortunately, the beautiful figure behind him easily and completely shattered my poor expectations.
The way Keith looked at her was a gaze filled with tenderness mixed with caution. I recognized it too well. It was the look of someone gazing up at another person, full of affection and restraint.
"He touched my forehead gently. "Good, no more fever."
"Zoey, this is Sadie. Do you remember her? She used to live next door to my house. She went abroad six years ago and now she's back to work here. Her hand was injured, so I brought her to the hospital. When she heard you were sick, she insisted on stopping by to see you. You two chat for a bit—I'll go check with the doctor about your condition."
I'd met Sadie once before.