Chapter 38

Hope

Killian was reading something in a magazine when eating and my traitorous eyes continued to steal glances at him, willfully taking note of the look of disgust plastered on his face.

It had been a few days since the incident happened and I felt a lot better. Well, except for the dizzy spells here and there, but the doctor assured me that it would wear off soon.

It was a very big eye-opener for both Killian and me; realizing we could lose what we had at any moment.

Over these past days of the incident, he'd been particularly vigilant to my needs, asshole standpoint aside, he oddly cared for me; from making sure I ate on time, to placing me on bed parole, to even offering me a belly massage when I complained of abdominal cramps.

It was selfish of me but at some point, I had wished this would last. I'd wished I could get more, more than just his genuine care for his baby. I think it hurt most knowing that he'd never feel that way about me. He had made it clear on several accounts th