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“I don’t know. I didn’t ask, and I didn’t want to know because I’m not in the dating zone, so to speak. I’m rediscovering myself, and there’s no room in my life for a man right now.”
“May I ask why you’re rediscovering yourself?”
“Long story. My parents are very rich and influential. They molded me into someone I’m not, nor do I want to be. I ran away.” I looked down. “And I’m never going back.”
“Kristen never mentioned that about her parents.”
“That’s because Kristen and I only share the same father. A father who paid her mother off never to tell anyone who her father was. He’s never acknowledged her, and he’s never met her.”
“Oh.”
“I’ve only known that I had a sister for a couple of years, and that’s only because she found me.”
Andrea walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to me.
“What have you found out so far about yourself?” she asked as she placed her hand on mine.
“That I love being on my own but also that I have this need to feel safe. The guy I was talking about earlier made me feel that way. Even though I’d only known him for a few days, it felt like I’d known him for years. He made me feel secure, even though I had always thought I felt it. But apparently, I didn’t.”
“Sounds like you’re in love with this man.” She smiled.
“How could I be? I barely know him.”
“Doesn’t matter, honey. You don’t have to know him to feel it. It’s instant chemistry, divine intervention, and soul mates. Whatever you want to call it, it’s just there. My thought on the whole thing is that if you’re meant to be together, you will be. Maybe not now or next year, but sometime in this life.” She winked. “I have to go check on my patients. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Thanks, Andrea.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”
I stayed with Kristen the rest of the day until she kicked me out and ordered me to go home.
“I’ll be back tomorrow.” I kissed her forehead.
“Looking forward to it.” She smiled.
Chapter Eighteen
Jillian
The next day, as I was arranging the bouquet of flowers I picked up for Kristen, Dr. Jenkins walked in. I swallowed hard when I saw the look on his face.
“I have your scan results, Kristen,” he softly spoke.
Noah and I both grabbed hold of her hands while we waited for the doctor to give her the results.
“How long do I have?” she bravely asked.
“Anywhere from six to nine months. But nine months is stretching it. The cancer has spread to other areas of the brain.”
It felt like the air had been knocked out of me, and breathing was nearly impossible. Tears started to stream down Noah’s face, and as I looked at Kristen, she remained composed and calm, as if she already knew what he was going to say.
“Thank you, Dr. Jenkins,” she spoke. “I know you’ve done everything you could.”
“Again, I’m sorry. You’re far too young to have to go through this. You can go home tomorrow, but you’ll still need to be on antibiotics for the bacterial infection,” he spoke before walking out of the room.
Tears started to pour from my eyes. I knew I needed to be strong for her, but I couldn’t be. This was too much of a shock. Noah buried his head into her arm and sobbed. Kristen was the only one in the room who wasn’t crying, and I couldn’t understand why. Maybe it hadn’t hit her yet.
“I’m so sorry.” I bawled like a baby.
