ry

e hurricane. Her face was flushed slightly with adrenaline,

the elevators," she said, setting down a thermos o

even skip a beat. "Liam and Clara." My

n surprise. "How did you

nd of the hall." I didn't tell her that seeing them together, looking so comfortable and intimate

ags!" Delaney swore, thro

d tonelessly, staring out

everyone in that hallway. I asked Clara if she was pregnant to be at a hospital, and loudly called her out for dragging a married man away on his wedding anniversary. You should have se

chugged a glass of water li

e first time in days. "Well done," I said, and I truly meant it. Hearing t

ale hand in hers. She spent the next hour doing nothing but trying to make me laugh, hurling every creative,

had loved with every fiber of my being. When we first met, he wasn't the arrogant NHL superstar he was today. He was

ight shift cleaning the ice rink so he could have extra practice time. I supported him, loved him, and sacrifi

and tears, and now he was letting another w

y manipulated, so utterly b

e Avery who loved Liam Sterling died on that operating table. A me

r I provoked him like that?" Delaney asked, a hint

rcissist. He is definitely busy making out with Clara right now, celebr

ng wife who can't live without him. He can't fathom that I would

end. "Ms. Hayes? This is Laura Reynolds, your private nurse at the Serene Coast

ney. "Get the discharge pape

mative nod and quickly left th

otification suddenly popped up on my phone

ngerously as I read

aurant Proposal to First Love Clara Ken

f Liam on one knee, slipping the ring

photo, my lips curling in

f dawn, fighting through the pain of my fresh stitches, to anonymously send this very picture to the most notorious gos

egun, Liam. And now