Page 64 of A Lie in Church


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“Chloe, are you okay? How is Tristan?”

“We are still at the hospital, but the doctor said he is okay.”

“Text me the address. I’m on my way.”

“Okay.” I sent him the address immediately after ending the call.

Adrian arrived a few minutes later. He walked toward me with his long strides. I stood up and gave him a small smile. He looked really tired even the smile lighting up his face couldn’t hide it. I could see the shadows underneath his eyes as he approached me.

“Chloe,” he called with relief, pulling me into a warm hug.

I wrapped my arms around him, inhaling his exotic scent. It seemed to squeeze me into a sauna of sizzling bliss.

“Are you okay?” he asked, rubbing my back.

“Yeah,” I said against his hard chest.

I realized this was a little awkward in front of Nora and her grandma. They believed I was pregnant with Tristan’s child, and I was his girlfriend, and here I was, getting all comfortable in his best friend’s arms.

I pulled away and tucked some stray hair behind my ear.

“Thanks for coming,” I said with a dry throat.

“Sorry I missed all your calls. I left my phone at home, and there was too much work at the office for me to leave and get the phone,” he explained. “How is he?” Adrian asked, taking a glance at the door to Tristan’s room.

“He is fine now, but we can’t see him.”

He turned to look at Nora. “How are you, sweet pea?” he asked, smiling.

“I’m fine.”

I saw a blush. I didn’t blame her. Adrian was too good-looking and charming.

“Nana, how are you?” He squatted in front of her and took her hand.

“I want to see my grandson.”

“He is fine, Nana. You will see him when he wakes up.”

She nodded, and he stood up and faced me.

“Did you cry?” He stared at my face closely.

“I was scared,” I told him, rolling my eyes.

“Adrian,” Mrs. Sanchester called from behind, her cheeks wet with tears.

“Mrs. Sanchester.” He turned to her and hugged her.

“He‘s doing it again,” she sobbed.

“He’ll be fine.” He tried to soothe her.

She pulled away, dabbing her tears away with a handkerchief. “Did you know he stopped seeing Dr. Matt?”

“He told me he was okay and didn’t need therapy anymore,” Adrian told her.

“For how long now?”

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