The ICU lights were blindingly white, the sheets and covers were blindingly white, and even Phoebe''s face, lying there in the hospital bed, looked like a ghost. Phoebe looked so delicate, like she might shatter if you touched her.


    Theodore stood by the bed for what felt like forever, just staring at Phoebe without blinking. His heart was a mess of regret and pain, wishing he could rewind time. He shut his eyes. If he could go back, he''d protect Phoebe from the start, making sure she never got hurt.


    The nurse stood at the door, watching Theodore. He''d been standing there for ten minutes, lost in thought, his back radiating sadness.


    "Mr. Reynolds, visiting hours are over. Pleasee back tomorrow," the nurse said, doing her job.


    Theodore''s back twitched. The nurse noticed his sleeves fluttering even though there was no breeze. She realized he was trembling.@@novelbin@@


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