really had time for a relationship but if you want to try, I can make time. You’re worth my time, I’ll accept a whole other level of chaos if it means I can be with you.”
His words bring tears to my eyes.
No-one’s ever said anything so honest or made me feel so important.
That was the problem in my other relationships.
The cheating and mean nature aside, I never felt like I mattered to any of them.
But I feel like I matter to Ted.
“Between the bar and college, my life is crazy too. But the nights we were together were so perfect. It was like I stepped out of time and I didn’t ever want to leave. I think that scared me most of all. The fact that part of me was willing to give it all up for the chance to lay beside you, listen to you breathing, fell your warmth for just a few more minutes.”
He stares at me and I bite my lip under the intensity of his gaze. “Let’s get out of here. I have a semi private island off the coast. You and I are going to spend the weekend together. I want to know everything about you right down to your most embarrassing moments.”
“Yeah, I’m never telling you that.”
“Oh, baby,” he croons leaning closer and flicking his tongue sensually against my parted lips. “I’m going to make you scream it.”
A rush of arousal combines with my giddy laugh. “You’re welcome to try.”
I close the distance and press my lips to his. I know it won’t be easy but I do know that this man is worth the risk.
“Come on,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Let’s run away together.”
I’m smiling as I kiss him back. “Yes.”
Epilogue
One year later…
I walk down the empty hall of the hospital with pain in my heavy heart.
The hallway feels so sterile and hollow.
My head drops to look at the ground as the thoughts crash through my head and my heart sinks even further.
I’ve had so many failures in my life…
So many opportunities…
Poking my head into an empty hospital room, the smell hits me.
It smells barren and vacant.
It’s amazing how all hospital rooms smell the same.
The smell sends me back to the days I use to spend in hospital hallways. My father died slowly when I was seven and I spent a lot of time in my early childhood playing innocently in busy hospitals. I wasn’t fully aware of what was happening then. I was just an innocent child with a father in hospital.
I never really understood how serious his condition was, and after a while, it became normal to come and visit him at the hospital. It was a part of my life.
Tears well up in my eyes as I remember his smile slowly fading away.
And today, I am back in another hospital.
Just the thought of someone lying in that bed, dying, fills me with sadness.
“Hannah?”
I turn and see Ted walking towards me. He is dressed in a perfectly fitted suit, the soft Italian fabric drifting beautifully over his strong, tall frame.
“I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Are you ok?”
I shake my head as he comes closer, “Just hold me for a moment.”
I rest into his hard chest and breathe the tears away.
“You don’t like hospitals, huh?”
“They bring back some sad memories.”
Ted pulls away from me and wipes the tear that has fallen down my cheek.
“Come on, there are some important people waiting for us.”
“Ok,” I nod.
As we walk down the hallway of the new hospital wing, I stop once we get to the entrance. Looking up at the entrance to the hallway, I feel proud.
My father would have been proud, too.
His name, Andrew Thomas Fellows, proudly sits above the entrance.
After Ted and I have been dating for twelve months, he has come to understand how much losing my father at such a young age affected me.
When he offered to call the new wing of the hospital after my father, I cried… and cried… and cried.
Ted had donated the money to the hospital to build two new wings – one, he named after my father, and the
His words bring tears to my eyes.
No-one’s ever said anything so honest or made me feel so important.
That was the problem in my other relationships.
The cheating and mean nature aside, I never felt like I mattered to any of them.
But I feel like I matter to Ted.
“Between the bar and college, my life is crazy too. But the nights we were together were so perfect. It was like I stepped out of time and I didn’t ever want to leave. I think that scared me most of all. The fact that part of me was willing to give it all up for the chance to lay beside you, listen to you breathing, fell your warmth for just a few more minutes.”
He stares at me and I bite my lip under the intensity of his gaze. “Let’s get out of here. I have a semi private island off the coast. You and I are going to spend the weekend together. I want to know everything about you right down to your most embarrassing moments.”
“Yeah, I’m never telling you that.”
“Oh, baby,” he croons leaning closer and flicking his tongue sensually against my parted lips. “I’m going to make you scream it.”
A rush of arousal combines with my giddy laugh. “You’re welcome to try.”
I close the distance and press my lips to his. I know it won’t be easy but I do know that this man is worth the risk.
“Come on,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Let’s run away together.”
I’m smiling as I kiss him back. “Yes.”
Epilogue
One year later…
I walk down the empty hall of the hospital with pain in my heavy heart.
The hallway feels so sterile and hollow.
My head drops to look at the ground as the thoughts crash through my head and my heart sinks even further.
I’ve had so many failures in my life…
So many opportunities…
Poking my head into an empty hospital room, the smell hits me.
It smells barren and vacant.
It’s amazing how all hospital rooms smell the same.
The smell sends me back to the days I use to spend in hospital hallways. My father died slowly when I was seven and I spent a lot of time in my early childhood playing innocently in busy hospitals. I wasn’t fully aware of what was happening then. I was just an innocent child with a father in hospital.
I never really understood how serious his condition was, and after a while, it became normal to come and visit him at the hospital. It was a part of my life.
Tears well up in my eyes as I remember his smile slowly fading away.
And today, I am back in another hospital.
Just the thought of someone lying in that bed, dying, fills me with sadness.
“Hannah?”
I turn and see Ted walking towards me. He is dressed in a perfectly fitted suit, the soft Italian fabric drifting beautifully over his strong, tall frame.
“I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Are you ok?”
I shake my head as he comes closer, “Just hold me for a moment.”
I rest into his hard chest and breathe the tears away.
“You don’t like hospitals, huh?”
“They bring back some sad memories.”
Ted pulls away from me and wipes the tear that has fallen down my cheek.
“Come on, there are some important people waiting for us.”
“Ok,” I nod.
As we walk down the hallway of the new hospital wing, I stop once we get to the entrance. Looking up at the entrance to the hallway, I feel proud.
My father would have been proud, too.
His name, Andrew Thomas Fellows, proudly sits above the entrance.
After Ted and I have been dating for twelve months, he has come to understand how much losing my father at such a young age affected me.
When he offered to call the new wing of the hospital after my father, I cried… and cried… and cried.
Ted had donated the money to the hospital to build two new wings – one, he named after my father, and the
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