I nodded, swallowing hard. “And the cost?”

“Don’t worry about that right now.”

“Nick.”

He sighed. “Insurance will cover part of it, but there’s a significant out–of–pocket. Plus the recovery, medications, follow–up care… it adds up.”

“My company will take care of it,” I said firmly.

Nick’s eyebrows shot up. “Carter Enterprises has that kind of health coverage?”

“It’s… complicated. But yes, we’ll have the money.”

He studied my face, clearly wanting to ask more questions but too tired to push. “If you say so. Where’s Ethan?”

“He’s not here yet?”

“Probably still on his way. I left him a message.”

I checked my phone. No texts from our younger brother. “I’ll try him again.”

Before I could dial, Mom returned with two cups of coffee. She handed one to me.

“Thank you.” I took a sip of the bitter hospital brew. “Has anyone called Aunt Cynthia?”

“I’ll do it once we know more,” Mom said, sitting back down. “No sense worrying her until we have actual news.”

We settled into the uncomfortable waiting room chairs, the three of us forming a small island in the quiet hallway. A nurse came by to check on us, promising updates soon. Time stretched and contracted in the strange way it does in hospitals, minutes feeling like hours.

Oh!” Mom suddenly exclaimed, turning to me with wide eyes. “I almost forgot with everything happening. I saw your picture in the news yesterday.”

clenched.

voice, though no one was nearby to overhear. “The CEO of your company? The article said you

head swiveled toward me. “You’re dating Alexander

was not the time or place I’d planned to have this conversation. I glanced at my mother’s expectant face, then

said carefully. “We were going to

work for him,” Mom said, her brow furrowing

joined Carter Enterprises,” I explained, reciting the cover story Alexander and

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of timing issues.”

mentioned dating him before,” Nick pointed out, crossing

Carter, I decided to keep it professional and not mention our history. I wanted to be

connections.”

sense. You’ve always been so focused

“We reconnected recently at a

companies in the world just happens to be your ex, and now you’re

forced a laugh. “Life is strange

her phone. “Look, there are pictures of

already seen–Alexander and me leaving Maison Laurent, his hand possessively at my waist,

honey,” Mom said, zooming in on the image. “That

mumbled, feeling my cheeks warm. “Can we maybe talk about this later?

now.”

course. Sorry,

conversation about it soon.

Carter doesn’t seem like the kind to cheat. He could have anyone,

knew the real terms of our

please focus on Dad?” I asked, more

blinked, hurt flashing across her face.

immediately felt guilty. “No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean

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