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Idiot! I knew it was too good to be true.
Guy bumped his head and thought he was seeing angels.
Found himself alone with a young girl and did what came naturally to a man like him, I guess.
I feel her hand on my arm, gently trying to hold me back, but when I get the urge to run, I run.
“Holly. If it’s something I said…,” the old woman says soothingly, her eyes pleading with mine one last time to stay, to talk.
But I’m already at the door, yanking at the handle, which I can’t figure out in my sudden hysterical state.
“Holly, just wait.”
“No!” I hear myself shouting. “I should’ve minded my own business… Steve Carter can keep his stupid hospital… his stupid money, and his preciouspersonal assistant!”
The last words are more of a dry croak, and I finally manage to yank the door open, stumbling out into a brightly lit hallway, running this way and then that, desperate to find an exit.
I hear Sister O’Halloran calling behind me, but I don’t look back.
I tell myself I never will. Never again.
I tell myself this was all a huge mistake, that I’m an idiot for believing a man like Steve Carter could even look at me, let alone love me.
I thought he said we were a team?
He also just had ten stitches and is getting a CT scan for his head injury.
Duh.
Through streams of tears, I finally make my way to a familiar part of the building, then the foyer.
Deliberately not looking up at the portrait that thrilled me so much just a few hours ago.
The front doors slide open silently, and the frigid air of winter in the city hits me like a bucket of ice water.
My tears feel frozen to my face, which was hot with rage, but within a half-block, it is now red with cold.
I’m shivering with emotion, fatigue, and the plummeting temperature.
My last cent was spent getting a millionaire to his hospital. Now it’s just me, the cold streets, and an empty future.
The future I was so certain of only a short time ago.
He even said so himself.
He said a lot of things… but never mentioned Madison.
I stop from the stitch in my side. My chest is tight from crying and the cold. I feel sick, like all I want to do is die right now.
But Holly Winters isn’t a complete quitter.
I’ve been through worse, and after the day I was having before I even met Steve, I knew things would be tough for a while.
I just have to reset my mind to that way of thinking.
They might pay me after all. I tell myself.
I have two weeks of holiday, too.
