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No. Just the idea of it had the anxiety rising inside of me, suffocating me.This isn’t about you, I remind myself.
“Then we’ll figure it out.”
Her throat bobs as she swallows. I hold her gaze, trying to silently tell her that I’m here and that she can do this, that I believe in her.
“O-okay,” she whispers, her voice coming out shaky. “Okay.”
I watch as she answers the call and slowly lifts the phone to her ear. She turns her hand under mine, and I let her link our fingers together as she squeezes my hand tightly. All the color has drained from her face, but her voice is steady as she answers.
“I’m Jade Cole.”
I suck in a breath, my heart beating so wildly as I try to listen carefully in case I’ll hear whoever’s on the other side of that line because her face is completely void of any emotions. The time seems to slow down as she listens.
Why the fuck is it taking so long?
I’m half tempted to grab her phone and ask what the hell’s going on when she says: “O-okay, thank you.”
With my heart in my throat, I watch her hang up and put the phone back down. She slowly looks up at me, that mask firmly in its place.
It has to be bad. She’s in shock. Dammit, this can’t be happening. It just ca—
“The results came back clean.”
Her words are so soft I don’t register them at first.
I blink, pushing my thoughts to the back of my mind. “What?”
“The results,” her fingers grip mine tighter, her short nails digging into my skin, but I welcome the pain. It means this is real. It’s actually happening. “They came back clean. The cancer is… gone.”
“Fuck yeah.”
Before I know what I’m doing, I’m pushing back my chair and going toward her, lifting her into my arms and squeezing tightly.
Jade wraps her arms and legs around me, burrowing her head in the crook of my neck as she lets out a sob.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, my hand rubbing up and down her back as she shakes in my arms. My eyes burn with unshed tears as I hold her closer, cherishing every second I have her in my arms.
It’s done.
It’s actually done.
I brush her hair away so I can look at her face. See her eyes. “You’re okay. You’re alive. Yousurvived.”
Tears keep streaming down her cheeks, the disbelief evident on her face. I remember it clearly from when Gabriel was sick too. For months you’re in survival mode, doing everything you can to get better, and then suddenly, you’re fine again, and you can continue with your life as if nothing happened. Only you can’t, not really. Because no matter how much you’ve fought for survival, a part of you was prepared to die, and you’ll never,everlook at anything the same way again.
I skim my thumb over her cheekbone. “You’re going to be oka—”
“What the hell’s going on here?” Nixon growls, his hand gripping my shoulder as if he wants to rip it out of me. “Why is she crying? What did you do?”
“I-I…” Jade tries, but she starts to cry harder.
“Fuck it, Wentworth. I’m seriously going to kick you—”
“It’s g-gone.”
Nixon’s brows furrow. “Gone?” He looks from her to me and back. “I don’t think I follow.”
“C-cancer.” She wipes the tears with the back of her hand. “It’s gone.”
