I clutched my bag in one hand. I wandered aimlessly down the street, my feet carrying me nowhere in particular.
Before I even realized it, I had walked through the doors of the hospital.
I was only a few steps away from the emergency department when I spotted Sean.
Jenny was lying on a hospital bed, her wrist wrapped in thick, bulky gauze. Sean sat right at her bedside, one hand gently propping up her arm, the other brushing the stray strands of hair off her face.
Jenny had been sniffling and sobbing nonstop the whole time.
I started to walk toward them. Those few measly steps felt like I had to cross a whole ocean and climb a mountain range just to get to them.
When I finally got close enough, I heard what Sean was saying to Jenny.
"Relax, I promise you. I won't hold the wedding w
