Chapter 11
A week and a half has passed since the night I made my decision. Trey and I have met every day at the bench, and there have only been a couple of times I’ve nearly been caught. The first time had been when Trey and I were walking back into the building. He was going to see his mom, and I was going to see my aunt. One of the nurses had spotted me and started to tell me she’d been looking for me. Thankfully, Zeke, the ever-faithful orderly with a romantic heart, swooped in and saved me by telling the nurse he needed her to help him with another patient.
The second time had been on a day Trey had stayed until visiting hours were over. He’d been insistent about walking me to my car. I had seriously been at a loss for words as my brain frantically searched for an excuse, one that w
