(Blake’s POV)
This may not be the costume I had in mind, but I was glad Samantha had thought of Coco as our costume to cheer up Tara. As for Sean, we have no idea if he was excited about wearing the outfit or seeing Tara again. But as soon as some people took our pictures when we entered the hospital, I was glad no one could recognize us from our get-up. I had to be in this looks to freely hold Tara’s hands on the street without worrying Paparazzi dragging her pictures in social media.
I knew it was not a good idea to sit with John. I don’t need to do a little digging about him. I knew him to be the son of an influential family in this town, but not his relationship with Tara. She seemed to evade questions about him.
“What do you like to eat?” I asked, giving her the menu card. I preten
