In Love, Never Say Never

I could not explain that either. “It started after I saw the pregnant woman just now. I guess it must be a repercussion of what happened the last time.”

After a brief pause, I regarded him. “What are you doing here?”

Rebecca came over to us. It had only been a few days since, but she looked visibly sallow and seemed to have lost considerable weight.

Ashton was calm. “I was sending her to the hospital when I lost focus and ran into someone.”

There may be more to this than what he described, as he had always been a cautious driver. It was unlikely that the cause had been a loss of concentration on his part.

I glanced over to Rebecca’s pale facade and puffy eyes.

They were filled with hatred and resentment. Did I somehow offend her again lately?

A siren filled the air as the ambulance approached. Ashton ran his fingers through his own hair and swept it behind his ears before he whispered, “Don’t worry about it. Wait for me at home. I’ll be back when this is settled, alright?”

I nodded in acknowledgement.

It was a matter of life and death that he should see to it without delay.

As I watched him depart, Rebecca glared at me. “You should have died!”

Those words were as chilling as they were perplexing.

I was seriously baffled as I was certain that I had done nothing recently that might have roused her ire.

the ambulance when it took the pregnant woman

had lost half the day and might not have enough time to safely make the return trip from the cemetery before dark. This would be particularly risky, as I would be

well drive down to the

At the hospital.

that the woman got out of it unscathed. She had

into the delivery room by the time I got there. Her

taken over Ashton’s duty to communicate with her family. Rebecca sustained

matter was settled, Ashton finally found time to sit down. I regarded him silently for some time. “You’ve always been

emotions in his gaze which instilled a sense of

was arguing with me in

copper which filled my nostrils brought my attention to a soaked patch

I asked as

his. “I’m fine!” There was

neglecting to take care of your wounds somehow makes you manlier? What’s

my unexpected outburst, and my glare shut down whatever response he had

The blood had caked over

to smell the blood, I might not

seeing my distress, he said in a comforting voice, “It’s no big

it was because he was with Rebecca, or because

I knew was that I was

to help clean up his wound. He was frosty when his exquisite, limited edition shirt was

ways, the fingers of the youthful