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He takes the hint.
I continue pacing, unable to compose myself.
I can’t say how much time has passed when the door of the ward opens and a doctor in her regalia steps out holding what looks like a report.
I bolt to her, “Is she okay?”
“What’s the news?” Liam is standing beside me now.
“She is fine,” she smiles, but I see that’s not all.
It’s in her eyes.
“I can sense there’s a ‘but’ coming,” I aid her, and she nods, sighing.
“As I said, she is fine; she is resting for now, you can see her,” she lifts the report to me, “But…,” she hands the report to me, and I accept it, never shifting my eyes away from her, “She was poisoned.”
“What?” Liam spurts.
“Poisoned?” I scoff. “How is that possible?”
Olivia was under my roof, protected by me, and somehow, someone was able to poison her. If I hadn’t been there watching her in the private security room, she would have been dead.
My heart misses a beat at the mere thought of losing her. My mind is spiraling, and I need to see her with my eyes now. I need to know she is alive and breathing.
“I will see her now,” I don’t even wait for the doctor to reply, but I can see her nodding from the corner of my eye.
“Sure… but try not to make her talk too much for now,” she says with another small smile. Then she looks down at her wristwatch and mumbles something before scampering into another ward.
I hand the report over to Liam, “See if this matches the poison from Barbara’s autopsy report.”
“On it,” he snatches the report a little too quickly, and it is exactly the kind of snappiness that I need in this situation.
I will get to the root of this, but for now, she is alive.
Chapter Twelve
OLIVIA
I almost died.
Though it all felt like a dream, I knew Ronan had entered the bedroom.
At some point, my body gave in, and resisting it began to feel like a punishment. I wanted to give up, to cave in. And perhaps I did—I'm not sure—butI was gone for a while. And then I wasn’t.
However, as I was giving up, all I could think about was the things I wished I had done and the one person I wished I had done them with.
Life has been tough. Things have been happening, and I keep spinning, trying to get by everything and multitask my way through life. But with Ronan, I always get to slow down. I want to do things with him. I want to do everything with him.
As much as I would love to… I know we can’t go back in time, but I know we can start now, make new memories. I know I want to. I just don’t know how to tell him. Especially now with everything that’s been happening. But I feel clarity for the first time, now more than ever. I know I want to.
He showed me once many years ago how to be in the moment and enjoy every bit of it. He showed me what love was truly made of. He showed me how I should be loved. And ever since, I’ve been unintentionally comparing everyone to him.
No one even came close. And this is not to say that I have not met good men, but it is to say that I have not met anyone as good for me as Ronan.
I sit up on the bed and rest my back on a stack of fluffy, lightweight pillows.
I wince, feeling as light as the pillows behind me, if not lighter. My head hurts, and my throat still burns. I feel like I have cobwebs stuck somewhere between my chest and stomach, not to mention the constant need to sleep.
