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“Because I…” Jasper desperately wanted to admit to being an i***t and then walk away while he still could. But that sounded even lamer than the truth.
Jana waited for him.
To buy himself a moment, he poured her a paper cup of water from a small carafe. But there was no straw for her to drink it while she was lying down, so he drank it himself. Then tried to figure out what to do with the little cup. Not the sharps bin. Not…
He set it on the white steel table by the carafe and her disconnected arm. It was strange seeing the hooks without her attached.
Forcing himself, he turned to her. By her perfect stillness it was obvious how much she was hurting. He could also see by the lines of the thin white sheet that she wore nothing other than an even thinner hospital gown beneath that. The
