- 2.
I hadn’t been in bed long when my phone
rang. It was Henry.
“Molly needs a ride back to school. Take
ber
“”
<
I frowned. “Don’t we have a driver?”
His voice sharpened with irritation. “Is it that
hard to do something I ask?”
Before he could explode, I agreed.
“That’s better,” he said, satisfaction dripping
from his voice.
When I got outside, Henry and Molly were
waiting in the driveway.
“Hurry up! Molly has an exam. Don’t waste
her time.”
Molly chirped, “Thanks, Mia.”
As Molly and Henry said goodbye, they
shared a passionate kiss right there in the
Г
Once in the car, Molly turned to me, a smirk
on her face.
“Sorry, Mia, Henry gets a little carried away. Does he ever get like that with you?”
I didn’t answer.
“A man like Henry would never be interested in you,” she continued, her voice dripping
with venom.
“You’re old and boring.”
Perhaps bored by my lack of response, she
finally quieted down.
As we neared the school, a car suddenly
swerved into our lane.
<
As we neared the school, a car suddenly
swerved into our lane.
I reacted instantly, wrenching the steering wheel.
Despite my efforts, the impact was
unavoidable.
The car spun, coming to a jarring stop. I felt a
searing pain in my leg.
Molly’s whimpers filled the air.
I looked back at her, seeing only a small cut
on her hand.
I assumed she had internal injuries.
Paramedics arrived quickly.
<
My left leg was broken.
Molly had a minor scratch on her arm.
As the doctor bandaged her up, Henry arrived.
He rushed to Molly’s side, his voice full of
concern.
“Baby, are you okay?”
Molly whined about her hand.
Henry immediately ordered the driver to take
her to the hospital for a full checkup.
He passed me twice, his eyes never meeting
mine.
I smiled a bitter, silent smile.
The physical pain was nothing compared to the ache in my heart.
At the hospital, I overheard nurses gossiping.
“Henry Harrison is so good to his girlfriend. Just a little scratch, and he’s calling in every
specialist in the hospital.”
“So attentive, and rich! Marrying a man like
that would be a dream.”
Silently, I thought, “Marrying Henry Harrison
is a nightmare.”
As they wheeled me into surgery, I saw Henry
and Molly approaching.
Г
“How are you?” he asked, his brow furrowed.
“You should pay more attention when you’re driving. Luckily, Molly’s fine.”
Molly sniffled beside him. “It’s my fault. I
shouldn’t have asked Mia to take me.‘
“”
Henry pulled her close, murmuring soothing
words.
“It’s not your fault, baby. You’re hurt too.
Come on, let’s get you some dinner.”
The doctor informed me that the surgery was
ready.
Henry glanced at me, surprised, but Molly’s
whimper quickly redirected his attention.
L
The surgery went smoothly.
The nurse asked if I wanted to contact my
family.
I paused.
“No, I don’t have any family.”
