With that, Colton shut the door.
In the dark, Sofia opened her eyes. A bitter ache spread through her throat.
She whispered into the silence. "Colton, I'm not going. I don't want to die in a hospital."
What she could not understand was why he kept insisting on sending her to Switzerland. He knew she was terminally ill. He knew she was an orphan. As an orphan with no known relatives, finding a compatible family donor would be nearly impossible. And yet he would not let it go. That was not like him.
Was it guilt? Was it because some part of him could not bear to let her die? Or was there some other reason he refused to let the matter go?
Sofia was still turning it over in her head when she heard a car engine outside.
She had heard that sound too many times over the years not to recogni
