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Now that ere back in New York I felt hopeful that Ben and I could work out the differences in e each saw for our futures And hearing his co it official put a kernel of hope in my heart that wasn’t there before Of course I didn’t want to bring that up straightaway We’d had tooalone together was not so I wanted to spoil

Ben lifted my feet onto his lap and pulled the throw blanket from a trunk beside the couch to cover us both He rean th ofeverything would be okay

The feeling was short-lived, though, becausefronored it, but the third time he lifteddown the hall with his phone in hand

I heard his bedroom door close softly and the hushed sounds of his voice

Tossing aside the blanket, I padded down the hallway to investigate My scalp tingled and the hair on e, secretive, and allthere, heart pounding into eavesdrop I fought to quietso I could hear

"One second I need to check with Emmy," I heard him say from behind the closed door The sound of my name snapped me back into the present

"How bad is it?" he asked

I wondered if it was related to his les to stay sober, and my heart ached for him

"Because I do, Fiona I won’t cut Eone behind closed doors to take Fiona’s call privately

The door opened and Ben stood there, clutching his cell phone in his hand "Which hospital?" he barked into the phone, then he nodded once and ended the call

What in the hell was going on? "Is everything okay?"

"No" His voice was flat

"Was that Fiona?"

"Yes"

I waited, barely breathing, for hi The vein in his neck was throbbing He was angry, but about what, I had no idea "Ben?" I dared at last