Her life was already a mess, and she didn't want Dylan King to mess up her thoughts even more.
Emma Smith nodded at him and then turned to leave.
Watching her lowered gaze as she brushed past him, his heart suddenly felt a bit empty. Especially when he saw her intimately kissing a man by the window last night. That man was not Andrew Lee, whom he had seen before.
Who was that man? Was it the man she was on the phone with the other day that he overheard? How much does she have going on in her life that he doesn't know about?
Doctor Lee shook his head, thinking that he was overthinking things, and headed towards the doctor's office area.
Emma Smith quietly opened the door, not daring to open the curtains, thinking of letting Thomas rest a bit more. She gently placed the stool by Thomas's bedside, gently sat down, gently picked up Thomas's hand, and held it in her palm.
