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SEDONA The white lights located on the ceiling in the hospital hallway buzzed silently overhead as I sat in the uncomfortable plastic chai tensed as I clutched my phone tightly in my trembling hands. I had been waiting for nearly forty minutes at this point for my doctor, Dr. Reynolds to call me back with…

“I’m fine,” I whispered, though I was anything but. Dr. Reynolds scheduled a follow-up appointment, handed me pamphlets about treatment options and support groups, said something about hope and fighting spirit. I nodded mechanically, taking the papers he pressed into my hands. I walked out of that hospital in a daze, clutching my death sentence…

“I’m going to call Logan and tell him to enjoy his time with Katherine and Nick. They’ll come back when they’re ready. Don’t wait up.” The door closed behind her with a soft click that sounded like a prison cell locking. I stood there in the empty foyer, and came to the shocking realization. I’d…

My phone lit up with another notification. Not a message this time – a photo uploaded to social media. Katherine’s account, public for all her thousands of followers to see. The photo showed Nick asleep in what looked like a luxury hotel room, his small hand clutching a Mickey Mouse plush. The caption read: “Best…

They always did. Sedona’s POV I stared at Logan’s response until the words blurred together on the screen. I blinked and felt the hot tears roll down my cheeks. I cleaned it off with my hands as the screen became clearer once more as I reread the text that my soon-to-be ex-husband sent. “Stop this,…

I rattled off Logan’s address, my voice surprisingly steady now that the initial breakdown had passed, I was starting to feel better, just the fact that Cameron was coming to find me, made me feel better than I was, moments ago. ” Got it. I’m getting on a plane tonight,” Cameron said. “Don’t make any…

And her timeline she was given was barely three months. My brilliant, stubborn, beautiful little sister who used to follow me around the tennis courts when we were kids, who’d been destined for greatness before she’d thrown it all away to run from a marriage she didn’t want. And I’d let her go. We all…

“Helena, I need your help. It’s about Sedona.” The warmth in her voice immediately shifted to concern and worry as I could hear the creak in her chair as she sat upright. “You found her? Is she alright?” “She’s alive, but she’s sick. Gastric cancer, stage three. A doctor in Chicago gave her three months.”…

I left it all. Let Katherine have it. If she was so desperate to be the catching eye candy hanging off Logan’s arms then she was free to do so. He might probably treat her better than he treated me, that was evident already, he can have her and let me go. Besides she certainly…

I’d shaken my head, overwhelmed by the weight of the gesture and what it had implied “Because you have a kind heart, Sedona. + see it in the way you look at my great-grandson, in the way you speak to the staff, in the way you try so hard to make everyone around you comfortable…