CHAPTER 67

Alex

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The unintrusive white light bounced off the white walls. My eyes fixed on the digital clock, and my fingers drummed on the black visitor’s chair in the doctor’s office. The sterile scent hugged the air, yet it couldn’t hug me. No matter how hard I searched, I couldn’t find calmness.

Guess anxiety and calmness can’t coexist.

My phone beeped. Reaching out for it, there was a message from Sophie:

“Tell me you are already at the hospital.”

My lips broke into a smile, and calm warmth hugged my chest. It’s been a week since we gazed at the stars, and I could tell she wasn’t as distant as she was. If I knew watching the stars with her could have this effect, I would have done that years ago.

The shutter of my phone’s camera disrupted the silence for a moment as I took a picture of the hospital and sent it to her.

“I didn’t ask for a picture; a yes or no would have sufficed.” Another message came in.

Despite the cold reply, another ripple of warmth still shot th