“Always,” Rachel’s answer filled her soul and she drew a deep shuddering breath. The night sky continued to be filled with glorious colors and brilliant bursts of light before it all faded around her.Rachel’s grip on her hand remained strong.
Rachel’s grip on her hand remained strong.Sensations began to trickle back to her, piece by piece, and although her lashes felt heavy, she forced her eyes to open. Her tongue felt like sandpaper and her head hurt like the devil. A familiar and unwelcome smell invaded her nostrils. She was at the hospital.
The world around her was white—from the windows and walls to the hospital bed she lay in. Except for the man sitting in a chair next to her bed. Everything about him was so opposite to the stark, bland hospital room. The golden gleam of his hair, t
