Chapter 78: Marching Orders & Love Loves

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Harry's POV

"It's not about forgiveness Harry," Beth says, "it's about trust."

Trust?

What?

She doesn't trust me anymore?

But I...

Wow.

I can't pretend I'm not gutted hearing that.

Beth puts her breakfast down and stands up off the bed but suddenly turns around, confusion on her face as she looks down at the bed.

"I put you in there last night," I say as I can see her trying to think how she got there, "I came in to see if you wanted any dinner and you were sound asleep. So I moved you there and I slept here," I gesture to the chair.

"I can't believe you stayed," she says quietly.

Where on earth does she think I'd be?

"I would never leave you Beth," I reply, "no matter how badly I fucked up, I wasn't going to leave you."

I made that promise to you.

She reaches up to wipe a tear that falls down her cheek just as the door to Chloe's room opens up behind me.

"Ah, good morning Ms. Westlake, Mr. Styles," Dr. Wynter says as he enters the room, along with several other people, who all gather at the end of her bed, "colleagues and medical students," he gestures, "this is a teaching facility so I hope you don't mind."

"No, not at all," Beth replies.

I decide to stay right away, so I move backwards, as I'm not sure if she wants me around at all to hear what he has to say.

But when I look over at her, she gestures for me to come over to her.

What?

I quickly walk over to her in case she changes her mind and I stand close behind her, resisting the urge to take her hand in mine.

And I can smell the faint aroma of mangoes.

I wait nervously to hear what Dr. Wynter has to say.

"Oh!" one of the young female medical students gasps and looks straight at me, "you're Harry..."

Are you fucking kidding me?

No, no, no, no, no.

This is just going to piss Beth off even more now.

"Get out," Beth says in a dangerously low voice that I didn't know she was capable of.

"I'm...sorry?" she looks at Beth in confusion.

She points to Chloe.

"She is your focus, your patient is your focus, not the person behind me," she says angrily, "now since I don't believe your attention is one hundred percent on my daughter, I'd like you to leave," she folds her arms over her chest.

Well fuck me.

Beth looks ready to leap over Chloe and smack her one.

The young doctor looks from Beth to Dr. Wynter who nods his head in agreement.

Well, shit.

She turns on her heel and leaves the room without putting up any argument.

Frankly I don't really blame her.

"Looking at her chart, everything is as we expected," Dr. Wynter snaps me out of my thoughts, "her vitals are steady, no change there..."

"So when do you think you'll take the breathing tube out?" Beth asks.

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