Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
"Thank you," I tell him. “For everything."
"I'm going to wait outside," Bennett says, turning to walk out of the room, and I want to yell at him to stay, but instead, I watch him leave as my heart shatters in my chest.
Chapter 19
Bennett
"I'm going to wait outside," I say before turning and walking out of the room. The whole time, my body and my head tell me to go to her. The whole time, I had to fight with my eyes not to look at her.
When I walked out of the room the first time, I took two steps down the hallway and had to stop and put my hand against the wall to help hold me up. Walking away from her has to be the hardest thing I've ever done in my whole life. Telling her I love her, knowing that it might be the end of us. Standing in that room after going crazy looking for her and finding out that our baby may be lost and her not even bothering to call me was too much. I should have taken a second to think about it. I should have just walked away and gathered my thoughts. I sat in that waiting room with my heart broken from walking away from her, yet full from learning that the baby was okay.
I don't even know how long I sat there. It was as if I was in a daze. As if the world around me was going full force in a circle like a tornado, yet I sat in the middle of it just watching the destruction and devastation around me. When Clarabella came out to get me, I thought she was going to tell me that Presley wanted me. I had this little glimmer of hope in me that she did love me, but once I got inside, she told me the doctor was there. The light from the candle of hope that I had going on was blown out.
Now I'm sitting in that chair again, my whole body feeling like it got run over by a Mack truck. Front and back. I lean forward, putting my elbows on my knees, and just hang my head. How did this day go from one of the best days of my life to the absolute worst day of my life in a blink of an eye?
I hear footsteps and turn my head to look up and see them walking toward me. Presley has her head looking down as Clarabella says something to her. When she looks up, I make the mistake of looking into her eyes, and it just shatters me again. She doesn't want you, my head screams, and I exhale a deep breath before getting up. "Hey," I say, looking at Clarabella, afraid to look over at Presley. “Everything okay?"
"Peachy keen,” Clarabella replies.
"Okay, I'm going to head out." I point with my thumb toward the door. “Let me know if—" I stop talking. “Just, I guess, keep me informed."
"Of course." Presley’s voice comes out so soft if I wasn't paying attention, I would think I made it up. Everything in me wants to take her home and make sure she's well taken care of. I want to take her home and put her to bed. I want to take her home just to take her home, but instead, I nod my head at them and turn to walk out of the hospital.
I sit in my car and watch them come out, neither of them talking. I think about following them to make sure she gets home okay, but I don't. Instead, I make my way back to my house, walking in and the smell of flowers hits me right away.
"Fuck." I walk into the kitchen and get a huge black garbage bag. I walk around the room, taking the flowers and tossing them away. After cleaning up, I turn off the lights and walk up the stairs. The phone in my hand is almost as if it's a cement brick, getting heavier and heavier as the minutes tick by.
No matter what I do, I can't shut off my mind. Stepping into the shower, all I can see is her sitting in the hospital bed staring at me. Lying in the bed on my pillow, the only thing I can smell is her beside me. I watch the hours tick by like years, and finally, when the sun comes up, I get up and walk downstairs to make coffee. I pick up the phone for what is the millionth time since I got home to see if she texted me, but she hasn't. "I guess no news is good news."
When I walk into the office, I put my things down on my desk and walk down the hallway to see one of the partners. Knocking on the open door, I stick my head in to see Damian. “Hey there," I say, and he looks up. "Mind if I come in?"