Chapter 26

After the doctor left and the door closed behind him, I couldn’t contain my excitement. I threw my arms around Pierce’s shoulders.

The man who had once been too critically ill for any hospital to attempt surgery was now showing signs of improvement. His chances of a successful operation were much higher.

Pierce gently cupped my face in his hands, and we shared a smile.

Leaning against his chest, I listened to the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat. The dark shadow of death had lifted, replaced by the hope of healing and the joy of a second chance.

When Pierce recovered, I promised myself I would take him to watch the sunrise by the sea, to have afternoon tea abroad, and to visit any place he desired. Wherever Pierce wanted to go, I would be by his side, no matter how far.

Just then, Pierce lightly pinched my cheek, pulling me back from my wandering thoughts.

"Florence, you know there are still risks with the surgery," he said.

My heart sank, but I forced a smile. "You’ve come so fa