Page 91 of In Death, Love Survives
Is this really the life that I always thought I would have?
It wasn’t when I was a child… before everything around me came crumbling down, and I was left to pick up the pieces.
My life alone.
With Wolfe, I don’t feel alone. In fact, I feel alive.
Maybe there’s a way I could still practice if I moved with him.
“Dr. Fletcher?” Jessica asks from my doorway.
“Yes?”
“Dr. Owens is here to see you.”
I give her a disgruntled stare as I straighten in my chair.
What’s he doing here… again?
Ryan walks through the doorway and gives Jessica a careful smile, as if she isn’t aware that he stormed in here just the other day, and we’ve been avoiding each other ever since.
“I’m tired, Ryan. Why are you here?”
He pauses before coming in too far.
“We do have to work together.”
“I think you’ve crossed too many lines for me to entertain anything you have to say.”
“Me? You think I’m the one crossing too many lines?”
“Yes.”
Ryan paces around my office near the door. He pauses, facing me again.
“What has gotten into you? None of this is like you. There’s still a chance for you to transfer. Why don’t you consider it?”
“So you and I can be together?”
Ryan huffs.
“Ryan. I’ve appreciated you as a friend all these years, but I don’t have feelings for you like that, and I never will.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Yes, I do.”
“We could give it a real try. You know? I could take you on a proper date.”
“I don’t want to date you.”
“You don’t want to date doctors and would rather date prisoners?” I flinch.
“Ryan. See. This is exactly why you’re all wrong for me.”
He winces.
“I’m a doctor, too, remember? Your title has nothing to do with this.”
