MAURICE'S POV
It has been days since I last spoke to Glenda, but I saw her everyday. I checked up on her, ensuring she never skipped a meal and monitoring the progress of her ankle.
With the way she sent me out of her room that day, I was certain she didn't want to ever see me again. She was so mad at me and I regretted saying those hurtful things to her.
I couldn't blame her. I would be mad at myself too. That's why I gave her space. Time to heal from the pain that I caused her.
I took rounds greeting the guests that had arrived for Sam's wedding. Some were old acquaintances I had not seen in a very long time. Others, new friends Sam had made after I left.
I may have seemed very focused on the people I was talking to, but I wasn't. I barely took my gaze away from her. She held my at
