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You taught me to love unconditionally and forgive. Forgiving Sam doesn’t change the past, but it does change the future. And I realize that I forgive him, and that’s thanks to you. He did what he did because he loves you…I can’t blame him for that.
Love isn’t easy, and you have to make mistakes to find the right answer. You, Lucy, have always been the right answer. The saying rings true—you have to lose something to truly value its worth. And I can’t lose you…not again. You’re my sun, my moon…you’re my heart. You taught me strength, yet you’re my greatest weakness…but in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take, so this is me, taking a chance.
I don’t care where we live, as long as I’m with you…we will figure it out along the way.
I want you to look up now because…I’ll be on bended knee, hoping you’ll say yes when I ask you to marry me. You’re my heart. And I’ll forever be your armor.
Yours always,
Saxon.
Oh…god.
When I come to, I’m slumped against the wall, sobbing a lifetime of tears. The letter is pressed over my heart as I struggle to breathe past the ugly tears. These words meaneverythingto me because in my palm, I’m holding my second chance. By some miracle, Saxon wants to marry me.
I recall an object inside the larger envelope, and with quivering fingers, I open it up and peer inside. What I’m greeted with takes my breath away once again. The sparkling diamond catches the light, cementing this as being real.
I’m almost afraid to touch it because I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. I handle it as I would a newborn, gently lifting it and cradling it to my chest. An empty cry leaves me because this moment is bittersweet.
Saxon was going to give me this letter. And this ring. But I don’t think he was about to mail it.
The heavy weight in the smaller envelope taunts me because I know what’s inside. The final piece is within reach. Without further ado, I reach for the item, and a single tear rolls down my cheek. It’s Saxon’s passport.
He was on his way to the airport to give me this, and now…he’s in a coma...because of me. He was coming to Syria to propose. To tell me that he felt exactly as I do. But fate intervened once again and showed me what a cruel bitch she could be.
Needing confirmation, I storm from the room, desperately seeking Hogan. I need him to finish what he was going to tell me. I don’t have far to look. He’s pressed up against the wall, running a hand down his face. Something, apart from the obvious, is very wrong.
“Hogan?” He lifts his head, his watery eyes revealing that it’s something big. “What’s happened?”
“The doctor is with Sam.” That’s all I need to hear as I sprint into the room. The doctor from earlier is chatting softly with Sam, who appears to be wheezing for breath.
“What’s going on?” Sam’s gaze snaps my way. He simply shakes his head, encaged with utter grief.
“Lucy, I was just telling Samuel that it’s time you thought about turning off Saxon’s life support. I know it’s not an easy decision to make, but—”
“But no,” I interrupt, madly. “It’s only been four days!”
“Four days without any response. His brain is showing no activity, and his body…his heart…it simply can’t cope.”
“Sam, no. Tell them no,” I beg, interlacing my fingers.
“I just want what’s best for him.” He wipes at the corner of his eye with the back of his hand.
My anger is misdirected because Sam is clearly as affected as I am, but all I see is him giving up when Saxon never did on him. “Him living is what’s best for him.” I point at the machine, my fingers trembling. “If you turn that off, I will never,neverforgive you.” The decision doesn’t rest with me. I’m not his next of kin.
“Lucy…”
But I don’t want to hear his reasoning. “No, we’re done. You know where I stand.” I can’t be in here, so I leave, needing to clear my head.
Hogan is still by the door. “Wanna take a walk?” he asks, sensing my impending meltdown.
I walk on autopilot, a thousand thoughts rattling around my head. Hogan gives me space, but I won’t be able to rest until I ask him if my gut feeling is true. When we step outside, the air is cool, only adding to the wintriness within.
Rubbing my arms, I jump into the deep end. “Saxon was on his way to the airport, wasn’t he? When he crashed his bike. He was coming for me.”
“Yes.”
The truth hasn’t set me free. It’s only tightened the manacles around my heart.
