Brianna’s POV
I watched his crestfallen face approach my bed with slow and deliberate steps. If not for the expression on his face, I would think he was walking toward an enraged animal.
“Adrian,” I croaked once more. “What are you hiding from me?”
His face crumpled as if my words struck straight to his heart. “My love,” he started, now by my bed, looming down on my frailty. “What do you mean? Why would I hide anything from you?”
“Adrian, please don’t lie to me. I...” my voice gave out and a cough tore through me, swallowing my words.
Andy jumped in immediately. I almost forgot she was here. “Brianna,” she said, taking my hand and squeezing softly. “Bri, please don’t tire yourself out. Adrian would never hide anything from you.”
“But you will.” I accused. I watched the siblings excha
