Grace ended the call abruptly. Only a fool like Alice would look at a guy like Yancey and think he was worth anything.

She turned to head back to Ethan's bedroom, but the lights were off. For a moment, she considered leaving and finding some other place to crash for the night, but then the breeze from the balcony swept in.

That was when she realized Ethan wasn't in bed. He was out there, standing in the dark. She didn't have to get close to smell the cigarette smoke.

"Mr. Henderson, isn't smoking bad for your recovery?"

Wasn't his injury still healing?

The faint glow from the yard made it hard to read his expression, but Grace could still see the intensity in his eyes-something raw and expectant, something that got to her. Maybe visiting Eleanor's grave had put him in a somber mood.

She stayed beside him, unsure of what to say.

moment, gone the next, but leaving an

cigarette just before

to burn yourself," she said

cigarette into the ashtray, his eyes still fixed on the horizon.

on the burn. "Is there a first aid

her head up to meet Ethan's gaze. He swallowed hard and tried to pull away,

for your insomnia, I'll get in touch with an alternative

than he asked, "Do you

how to respond. Ever since she had regained consciousness, Ethan's behavior toward her

respectful. He had even cared for her when she got

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