Regret Came Too Late

Grace had expected Ethan to come out soon, but by the time she saw him again, three hours had slipped by. He looked awful. His face was so pale that it made his lips seem unnaturally red.

Simon hovered beside him, frantic. "Where are your meds? The meds!"

Ethan waved him off weakly, his nose beaded with sweat.

Grace took in the scene, her mind blanking. She rushed to the car, fumbling to find his medication, except she had no idea what she was even looking for.

Before she could search any further, Simon shoved her aside. "Move! You're just wasting time."

He sounded harsh. He searched the car and quickly pulled out a white pill bottle. He tapped out a pill and held it to Ethan's lips.

Anyone could see how close they were. Simon's hands trembled, his fear so raw it looked like he'd go down if Ethan did. But Ethan only turned his head to the side, his eyes hollow with exhaustion.

Simon snapped. "Just take it! What are you waiting for?"

Grace's stomach lurched. If Ethan crashed on her watch, the Hendersons would have her head. She'd disappear without a trace.

need? Just say the word, and I'll

bloodshot-the kind that came from too many sleepless nights. Desperation took hold of her as she grabbed

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hands met. Grace hadn't even noticed in

the hell do

hit the ground. Only

"Grace, cut the act. Just because Yancey dumped you doesn't mean you can slither your way to Ethan. What, you think marrying him

happening! A woman like you-trash, through and through doesn't even deserve to breathe the

hatred in his eyes was unmistakable. But the moment the words left his mouth, he turned back to Ethan,

stayed shut, sweat beading at his temples.

started pushing his wheelchair toward the car.

Grace hurried after them.

was about to tear into her again, but Ethan stopped him. "Let her

but to hold his tongue. He took the wheel, leaving Grace in the back with

out two more pills. "Mr.