Two hours later, James had finished his IV drip and looked much better-more alert, more himself.

The doctor recommended that he stay at the hospital for observation, but James wouldn't hear of it.

In the end, the doctor wrote him a prescription and told him to stick to light, easily digestible meals for the next few days.

While Briony was waiting at the pharmacy, her phone buzzed. Stewart was calling her.

Three calls came in a row. She didn't answer any of them.

Finally, Stewart sent a text.

**[Irwin misses you.]**

Staring at the message, Briony hesitated for a moment. Then she sighed and called back.

The line was picked up almost instantly, and Irwin's excited little voice piped up, "Mom!"

Briony's voice softened. "Irwin, have you been good?"

"I have! But Mom, you haven't called me in days!" Irwin complained. "You promised—even when you traveled for work, you'd always call or video chat with

me!"

really busy these

upset. "You never used to be like this! Even when your work was crazy, you never forgot about me. Do you do you

barely keeping her head above water. But remembering the promises she'd made to Irwin, her heart softened with

much as ever. I just really haven't had a free moment to call or

lawyer, but he still comes to the hospital every day to be with me. Mom,

lips together, brow furrowing

was just a child and didn't understand, but his words still stung. He'd

first starting her studio, life had been chaos. She was running herself ragged and even fell ill a few times, so she had

that he'd listen

Irwin

voice came through again, impatient and a little hurt. "Are you even listening

the moment with a weary sigh. “Be good,

I haven't had your food in days, and I'm not

get back, I'll make you all your favorite dishes. Don't be mad,

lot!" Irwin insisted. "I want your slow-cooked

"Deal."

when are

a moment. "About a week,

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