Chapter 383
- My phone rings at six in the morning. I answer it, my pulse lodged in the hollow of my throat, choking me. The surgeons from Greater London arrived around midnight, and they were working on Nathan when I went to bed. I’m sure this is the call I’ve been sleeplessly waiting for.
- “Bailey? Is this Bailey?”
- “Hannah?” I have never been gladder to hear my best friend’s voice. “You’re okay? You’re all okay?”