Reed
"I want to call my dad."
The innocent plea was something I had already feared about.
’Anything.’ I had told her. But I couldn't give her this. Not really.
I looked down into Wendy's wide eyes. She was looking at me with so much. She believed she was safe in this hospital room with me simply because she thought her father had chosen me to be her husband.
If she only knew the dark, ugly truth.
"Of course." I forced my voice to stay calm despite the sudden panic gripping my throat. "But Tahiti is in a very different time zone, Wendy. Let me step out into the hallway and call him first, just to make sure he is awake before I put you on the phone."
"Okay.” She whispered, giving me a small, grateful nod. "Thank you, Reed."
I gave her one last reassuring smile before turning around.
