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“I’m at the airport going God knows where. But I can’t stay here. Bye, bro,” he said before hanging up.
“Arty!” I yelled, knowing there was no way he could hear me.
The pain in my chest worsened, and for the first time I honestly had no idea do what to do. I just felt sick.
Felicity
My body felt heavy. The machines beeped in silence beside me, and I stared up at the dots on the ceiling.
“You’re up.”
Sitting beside me was none other than Theo. He tried to smile even though he looked… he look so tired and broken. His eyes red and hair messy, I reached up and cupped the side of his face.
“Ar… Arty.” I managed to say even though my throat was sore.
He grimaced, shaking his head. “He left. I’ve tried to find him. I’m going to keep trying, but…”
He trailed off, swallowing the lump in his throat before changing the subject. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m good… You think they will let you lie next to me?” I asked.
“Felicity—”
“Theo, lie down and don’t make me talk so much.”
He nodded and rested on the very edge of the bed with me. I’m sure it wasn’t comfortable, but that wasn’t the point. I wanted him to hold on to me now more than ever. I shifted as much as I could, allowing me to look at him.
He bit the corner of his lip, his eyes glossing over. “For years I’ve been so angry at him… I don’t know what to do anymore.”
“We’ll think of something. We are going to be okay, Theo.” As long as we were together, I really honestly believed that.
We would get could get through anything.
EPILOGUE
The Human Condition
Felicity
“Ms. Harper, what brings you here?” Theo’s secretary asked as I got off the elevator on the top floor.
“I was wondering if he had an opening to squeeze another appointment in?” I smiled.
She looked at me oddly. “He’s in a meeting, but I’m sure if I tell him—”
“I’ll wait. Can you just put me up next?”
She looked nervous. “Mr. Darcy said to always put you through.”
I sighed. Every time I came here, someone stepped all over my plans.
“Today I’m here to pitch him something, not as his fiancée, so just treat me like you would anyone else.”
“He has nothing after the meeting, so you can wait.” She pointed to the chairs.
I sat down in the waiting room, taking a magazine, and the very first person I saw was Deborah Day, in the arms of none other than her co-star from Theo and Mr. Hamilton’s movie. Both of them were smiling at each other with ice cream cones in hand. The title above it read, “Only weeks after her Deborah Day and Alexander Arnold’s movie, Mr. and Mrs. Beauchamp, broke box office records, the pair have confirmed they are actually dating in real life.”
Life had changed so quickly over the course of the last year that even I had a hard time believing it. Just like Mark had said before he disappeared altogether, my problems didn’t magically go away. I didn’t see things anymore. I was no longer nauseous or had headaches. For the most part I was still me, both the good and the bad. Since I had tried to kill myself, I decided to see Dr. Butler once a week. He was ashamed of himself for not realizing I wasn’t schizophrenic, and I had to talk him out of quitting.
