ork, deep in a complicated trauma

His voice was sharp with panic. "It's Chloe! She'

instantly overshadowed by professional con

mething you left at the apartment. Some kind of nut o

ngs, especially knowing Ethan' s medical histor

s blood. A specific type. AB negative. They' re critic

The same as Chloe' s, appare

an,

She could die

' t asked if she was okay, if she wa

, a high-end hospital where Et

ng outside a private

e said, grabbing her arm. "

g. There was something she needed to tell him

her towards the room. "Chloe' s fig

rah was stunned. "H

ream from our bathroom this mo

ssible, Ethan

octor, a resident by the look of him. "This is my wife,

oice trembling. "I can't donate blo

joy, a tiny spark of hope in the darkness of her marriage. She'

isbelief, then rage, c

always making excuses! You' re jus

doctor' s report in my bag. It'

his voice hard with authority. "My wife is being hyst

ancing from Ethan' s furious f

ant, especially in th

ge Chloe! I am a major donor to this hospital. Are you going

bly wilted unde

but Ethan' s grip was like

ed, tears streaming down

k at her. His fa

rp prick in he

, beating in the chest of this monster. And of the

blood loss...

different room. Empty. A deep,

n with kind eyes, told

by was

rauma was a gaping wound. Th

e. He had chosen Chloe o

nothing le