Liana POV
I am sitting on my bed bent over my tablet as I draw my frustrations. It felt awkward last night when Axel came to visit. Between scolding myself for falling in love and thinking about Luther’s visit, I was not in a talkative mood.
And I know Axel must have caught onto my mood because he did not come to see me this morning like he usually does.
The fact is, the longer I allow myself to enjoy Axel and his touch the harder it is going to be to let him go. If I had any working brain cells, I would distance myself from him. But noooooooo, I must go and shamelessly beg him to have s*x with me in a hospital room. How dysfunctional am I?
“You have a visitor,” a nurse announces as she walks into my room. “Visiting hours is not for another hour, but it’s your brother. Can I send him
