Page 66 of A Lie in Church


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“Okay, but make sure you rest. Have you eaten?”

“Yes,” I lied. I wanted him to go home, rest, and stop worrying about me.

“I will see you tomorrow.” He placed a quick kiss on my forehead and headed for the elevator that had just opened.

I sat down and ran my palms down my thighs.

Morris sat at the other seat across from me. He was reading a sports magazine.

I looked around and stood up. I walked to the door and held the cold handle. Will the hospital kick me out if I went against their order? I only wanted to take a peek and go home. I opened the door and moved my head in to look at him.

He had an IV connected to the back of his palm and another tube in his nose. I checked behind me before walking in and shutting the door quietly.

I walked to the bed and stared at him sleeping. He looked so peaceful and adorable. I brushed his hair back with my hand. I wished I knew what he had going on. As much as I didn’t want to be involved in whatever it was, I was still concerned.

“You will overcome this, I promise,” I whispered. It had taken me a long time to overcome the darkness, though I didn’t know what his story was.

I moved a seat closer and sat down. I planned to stay for ten minutes and leave, but I drifted off to sleep immediately after my head touched the bed.

“Chloe.”

I woke up to someone tapping me lightly on the shoulder. I grumbled before opening my eyes. They met a pair of dull blue eyes.

“Tristan?” I sat up and looked around. I remembered walking in here to check on him, but I’d dozed off when I placed my head on the bed.

“Are you comfortable?” he asked hoarsely, still staring at me.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” I checked the room for a wall clock. I found one above the door; it was past three in the morning.

“You can sleep here.” He pointed to the spot next to him. He moved to create more room when I stared at the space like it wasn’t enough for me.

“No, I’m okay.”

“It’s fine. There’s enough space for both of us.” He sounded weak, and the nasal cannula in his nose moved every time he spoke.

“I don’t think it’s allowed, and I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable with all the stuff connected to your body.”

“I’m the one paying the hospital bill, and I’m very comfortable.” I was getting worried about the way his voice sounded.

I shouldn’t even be here, or welcome the idea of sharing a bed with a sick person, but I needed him to shut up since the more he spoke, the weaker he sounded.

“Okay,” I agreed.

I took off my bunny slippers and gently climbed up the bed, scared I might hurt him. My body relaxed the moment it contacted the bed. I felt so exhausted and sleepy.

We had to share one pillow, but I didn’t use the blanket covering him. The hospital gown he wore had only ropes at the back, and I knew he was naked underneath. His free hand moved to my shoulders, so he could lie down comfortably. I stiffened and looked up at his face. His eyes were closed.

“Is this allowed?” I whispered, feeling uneasy about sharing a hospital bed.

“Go to sleep, Chloe,” he grunted.

My body obeyed. For the first time in days, I finally felt comfortable, shutting my eyes. In a bed not my own, far from home, and most certainly not alone. I fell into a deep sleep. I forgot where I was or who I was sleeping next to as I snuggled closer, feeling Tristan’s chin resting on my head.

CHAPTER15

HEARTBREAK

Iwoke up when I felt something rough on my face. I opened my eyes and discovered it was Tristan’s stubble. How had we ended up cuddling on the bed? I removed my hand around his torso and my leg that had somehow ended up on him, praying he wouldn’t wake up as I pulled away. I quietly moved one leg over his body, trying to get down from the bed.

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