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immense pain and sadness in me, bringing me back to a time when I was merely a boy that couldn’t fully comprehend what it meant when people told me my parents had died.
    “Babe?” Sienna came up to me, frowning as she touched my cheek. “Tell me what’s ha ppened.”
    “Grandfather just had a heart attack. I have to go to him in the hospital. I’ll call you for u pdates,” I said in an automated tone, feeling like everything was surreal.
    “Call me for updates?” She was dumbfounded. “I’m going with you! This is not something I want you to go through by yourself. I need to be there with you, Blake.”
    I made a light nod, not sure what to think anymore , other than I needed to head straight to the hospital.

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    Poor Blake. He’d seemed like a lost puppy ever since he had hung up that phone call. We were in the waiting room area, awaiting the result of William’s operation. He hadn’t let go of my hand, which was making me really worry. Not to mention the fact he had barely said anything to me. I knew he was terrified of what could happen to his grandfather since he was very close to him. But given his old age, hadn’t Blake at least thought of the inevitable?
    Blake and I had lost our parents at a very young age, and I could relate to his fears. Unlike him, he grew up loved and cherished while I, on the other hand, was battered—black, red, and blue from abuse.
    I just hoped that , if the surgery didn’t come out successful, he wouldn’t be too traumatized. Looking at him now, though, with his lips in a thin line, eyes looking bleak, worry etched his forehead, I wasn’t sure how my husband would fair. No matter what happened in the next few hours, all I knew was that I would remain next to him, holding his hand, and go through whatever life had in store for us.
    At seven thirty in the morning, William came out of surgery and the doctor said the oper ation had been successful. However, the most vital part was the recovery. All different types of complications could arise while he was induced in a deep sleep.
    “I’ll stay here. I’m taking the week off and hav ing Luke delegate everything. Why don’t you go to work? I promise to call you if there are any changes.” Blake seemed distant as he said the words, as if he wasn’t seeing me clearly. I mean, he was looking at me, yet it felt like he wasn’t.
    “Baby , please,” I begged as I tried to reach out to him, but he looked away, his mind already made up.
    “I need some time to think. I need to be alone.” His eyes became blank again, the beautiful midnight blue and the flecks of gold nowhere in sight. They had been replaced by darkness. “I beg of you, cara…”
    There was something about his voice when he said cara this time. It was like a broken plea. He wanted to be left alone with his grandfather while he pondered about his past, present, and future, yet he didn’t want to directly hit me with the words of rejection. He was putting me off mildly. Either way, it didn’t comfort me.
    In the two years since we had gotten together, Blake had never had this lifeless look in him. Even when he had been angry about my indiscretion with Kyle, he had showed anger and fury—all types of emotions, whether it was good or bad—had rolled off him consistently, but it had never been this. It had never come to this.
    As much as I wanted to pester and try to convince him he needed me here, I knew giving him some space might help him recover from the shock he had been dealt just six hours prior.
    Standing up, I hovered above his sitting form and cradled his head before planting a kiss on his forehead and another on his lips. “I love you.” I looked him straight in the eye, hoping my words got through to him. As much as I would love to tell him comforting words, I knew nothing would make a difference to him until he knew for certain his granddad was clear from any danger.
    Taking a deep breath, I tightened my light