He didn't flinch. Just stood there, staring."Do you know me?" I asked, not even bothering with a smile."No."I gave him a once-over. He wasn't exactly the kind of guy you'd notice right away, but the more I looked, the more attractive he seemed. Today, he'd swapped the hoodie for a light blue T-shirt, looking clean and laid-back. Casual, but in a way that worked for him."So, we just keep bumping into each other for fun, huh?" I shot back, not buying his "no" for a second."We don't know each other," he said. "But you look a lot like someone I know."I couldn't help it—I laughed. Really? That line was so old, it could've been my grandma's.Seeing the mockery in my smile, he blushed. "I'm serious. I can show you."Before I could say anything, he pulled out his phone and swiped a few times. When he held it up, my breath caught. Staring back at me was a girl with a bright smile, her hair in a perfect bun. She looked like me—like, freakishly close. The only real difference was a
If they unplugged the oxygen machine, she'd be gone forever."You should go be with her, you know, for her last moments," I whispered."I know, I'm going," Wade looked up at me. "Sorry for bothering you.""I still hope for a miracle."He didn't say anything else. Just turned and walked away, leaving me staring after him, feeling something... different. Not like last night."What are you staring at? I've been calling your phone, but you didn't pick up," Hayden said as he walked over, grabbing the flowers from my hands.I wasn't sure how to bring up Wade to Hayden, especially since I hadn't mentioned running into Wade last night. And Wade's story was so complicated.But mostly, I felt this weird sadness settle in me—Wade's words echoing in my head: 'She might not make it much longer.'"Hey, what do you think it means when two people who aren't even related look a lot alike?" I asked."People are made of genes. With so many people in the world, it's normal for some to have simila
And it seemed like they'd been watching for a while.Which meant they'd seen all the little affectionate moments between Hayden and me. Great.I wasn't sure if I was imagining things, but their expressions didn't seem all that pleasant.Since we'd run right into them, avoiding a greeting wasn't an option.Hayden and I walked over, saying hello to Lindey, Matthew, and Wayne.Lindey was the first to smile. "Rea, Hayden, what are you two doing here?"I glanced at Hayden. "We're visiting a friend."I left it vague, not mentioning Yuna. Hayden was big on protecting his sister's privacy, and I knew if Matthew or Lindey found out she was in the hospital, they'd want to visit. Explaining that to Yuna would get complicated fast. Best to keep it under wraps.Then I turned to Matthew. He was leaning on Lindey, looking pale and clearly not doing well."What happened to Matthew?""He's—" Lindey started, but Matthew cut her off. "Just high blood pressure, nothing serious."Lindey gave him
My face stiffened at Yuna's question, but Hayden lightly knocked her on the forehead. "What are you, a census taker?"Yuna pouted. "I was just asking."I turned to Hayden. "All the tests are done. Why don't you take her to get something to eat? I need to check on something."Of course, Yuna, ever curious, asked immediately, "What are you checking on?"But Hayden understood right away, smoothly guiding her away. "You didn't used to talk this much. Did being here turn you into a chatterbox?""I'm just afraid I won't get the chance to talk this much later," Yuna said softly, her words hitting us both like a punch to the gut. Hayden went silent, and my heart twisted painfully.So, Yuna was scared—scared she might not make it through the surgery."Don't be ridiculous," Hayden said gently, tapping her head again.Yuna clung to his arm, and they slowly walked away until they disappeared from view. Only when I couldn't see them anymore did I turn back to go find Matthew."Rea!" Lindey
Brad's sentence cut off with a scream as I tossed my coffee right in his smug face.He shot up, dripping, wiping at his soaked shirt. "What the hell, Keira? Are you out of your mind?!"I held up my now-empty cup. "Next time you pull crap like that, I'll crack this over your head—and then hand you over to the cops. Enjoy that chat."Brad stood there, a mess in his white T-shirt, coffee dripping from his hair in sad little clumps. Honestly, two words: total loser.Still, he wasn't done being obnoxious. "You think this is gonna scare me? You've got it all wro—"I didn't stick around for the rest. I turned on my heel and walked right out of the café.Wayne caught up to me. "Who was that guy?""Tanya's brother," I muttered, pulling a wet wipe from my bag to clean the coffee off my fingers. "He's been annoying me for a while.""Does he pull this often?""A few times," I said, tossing the used wipe into a trash can.Wayne didn't press any further, and honestly, I didn't feel like ge
"Keira, you're really clingy with Hayden," Yuna teased, giving me a playful smirk. I felt a little awkward, but then she added, "But I really like it.""You little brat," I shot back, pretending to glare at her. She just giggled.I stepped out of her hospital room and glanced down the hall. Empty. Hayden must've found somewhere quieter to take his call. After a second, I headed toward the stairwell.As I got closer, I heard Hayden's voice."...The shop's gone, but the mechanics should still be around. Track them down... Yes, it's necessary. I need to give Keira an answer, and clear my dad's name."When I heard that, my chest tightened.I'd been debating whether to reopen the investigation into the brake failure that caused the accident. I hadn't told Hayden, but it seemed like he'd already started digging into it.His call ended, but before I could step forward, his phone rang again. I paused.The stairwell door was cracked open, and through it, I saw Hayden holding a cigarette
My heart dropped. "Did something go wrong with the tests?"Lena shook her head, her hands tucked into her white coat pockets. "No, it's the donor—there's an issue on their side."I frowned. "What?""The donor's a brain-dead patient. The family had agreed to donate, but now they've changed their minds."I got it. The donor was a match. If they backed out, Yuna would have to wait. Again.And who knew how long?"Do we know why?" I asked.Lena pursed her lips. "No clue. The details are confidential. We just got the notice."I thought about Yuna, how excited she'd been. This would crush her."So, Nate called Hayden away for this?""Probably," Lena said, giving me a light nudge. "Don't worry. Nate will figure something out. But for now, the transplant's on hold.""Yeah, well, if she can't stay in the hospital for surgery, maybe we could, like, discharge her and take her out for a bit," I said."Your future sister-in-law, your call," Lena teased.I nudged her back. "Speaking of,
My period had just started."Wait up!" I called after Lena, jogging to catch up. "You totally jinxed me—now my period's here. Can I borrow some of your stuff?"Lena didn't miss a beat, pulling the key to the break room out of her pocket and handing it to me. "Help yourself."We got into the elevator, heading to her department, but before we even arrived, shouting echoed down the hall."You shameless bitch! You married my son, and now you're running around with another man. You killed my son! And now you're pregnant with some bastard child and have the audacity to claim it's ours? You think we're stupid? You just want Desmond's compensation money!"...Lena rushed ahead, but I froze in place for a second. That voice... Why did it sound so familiar?I really needed to grab some pads and get to the restroom, but my curiosity got the best of me, and I found myself drawn toward the noise instead."This baby is Desmond's. Once it's born, we can do a paternity test and prove it," I he