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“I don’t know anyone who would want to hurt Noah. He is a good kid. So…what’s with his new hairstyle?”
“We had a fight,” I admit, shame burning inside of my tummy. “And I guess he wanted me gone. I don’t blame him. I understand.”
“What was the fight about?”
“I found out who he was the night we met, and I knew he was looking for me for two years, but I couldn’t tell him. You just got married to my mother, and… I couldn’t ruin it.”
“She did an amazing job doing that on her own. I see why he would be mad, but I also understand you.” Marko leans back into the chair, resting his head on the wall behind him. “And your mother, where is she? I am still waiting on those divorce papers.”
“I have no idea, I promise. As far as I know, she moved to some small town, not so far away from here.”
“Well, I guess that’s for the best,” he shrugs.
Silence falls over us as we keep staring at Noah, like that’s going to make him heal and wake up faster.
I don’t know when or how, but sleep takes over me. I wake up harshly, shaken by the images rolling behind my eyelids.Noah not waking up. Noah dying in my arms.
A warm, hospital blanket is wrapped around my front, and the seat beside me is empty. Noah is still asleep, but they have disconnected him from the monitoring device. He doesn’t look as sick now. There’s still this hollow feeling in my stomach, making my nerves jump, but I am happy I get to watch him get better.
It’s almost 10pm, and Marko has come back, but not alone this time. Tiana and Jensen walk in behind him, both of their faces pale and scared. Web sleeps in Tia’s arms as she sits down on her brother’s bed.
Jensen walks over to me and yanks me into a hug. A harsh breath leaves my lungs as my body slams into his.
“You saved his life. Thank you!” I feel the wetness slide down his face onto my forehead, and realize he is crying.
I have never seen Jensen cry. He is a tough guy who rarely shows his emotions, and this breaks my heart all over again.
“Thankyoufor keeping him safe this whole month,” I whisper.
“I did no such thing. He almost drank himself to death,” Jensen chuckles painfully before letting me go.
“I’ll give you guys some privacy,” I say before patting Tiana on the shoulder and walking out of the room, but Jensen strides behind me.
He softly closes the door before turning to me.
“Ronan, are you okay?”
“Yeah… I mean, if we are being honest, I am scared shitless, but there is nothing I can do now except sit and wait. You?”
“I’m okay, just worried about him and this whole situation.”
I look at his light green eyes, and some eerie feeling consumes my whole being. Like a lightning, a thought flashes through the front of my mind.
“Jensen, I am convinced that someone did this to Noah. I’m one hundred percent sure.” I wipe my hand down my cheek to comfort myself. “What if it was my mother? She threatened you.”
“Woah…” he says, shaking his head. “I don’t know. Honestly, I doubt it. Cheating - okay, I can see her doing that, touching underage people - she did that too, but attempted murder? Come on! She is crazy, but she’s not that crazy.”
He leans against the wall and looks me up and down, then continues.
“And if she wanted to hurt Noah, she would’ve gone for you, or for his business. I truly can’t see her doing this type of thing. It’s just way too much.”
“Or way toounsafe. It could get her in big, big trouble.” I nod my head, agreeing with him. “You are right, I’m overthinking this. I just… I wish I was there just a few minutes earlier, so that I could prevent it.”
“Hey, stop that. You won’t be getting anything from putting yourself down.” He stands tall next to me, and kisses my hair gently before opening the door to Noah’s room again. There is something in Balkan men, and them kissing people’s foreheads or hair. I see it as a try to secure a tiny bit of comfort or calmness. “And Ronan, I am sorry I was an ass to you when all the shit went down after Corey’s party. You didn’t deserve that from me.”
“I…”
“You didn’t!” Jensen interrupts me. “Thank you for saving him.”
