Chapter Ten
I stared at Liam as he slept, his long girlish lashes resting softly on his cheeks. Strange, I think. He lost all his hair, but his lashes stayed long and full.
I watch him for a long minute, then let out a heavy sigh. I get up to go into my adjoining room.
I figured I could afford a quick shower before checking on Liam again.
I push the door open and strip off my hospital clothes. I'd been here only a day, yet it felt like so many weeks.
I had no idea how or when my bags had been brought up, unpacked, and placed in drawers and cabinets. I shook my head, knowing that the peculiarity of my diagnosis would not let me be alright with the result.
I quickly refolded my clothes and set them just right. Then I wrapped a towel around my chest, twirled my hair over my head to create a crown, grabbed my shower bag, and padded to the bathroom.
