the recovery project [2]

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preston

they let him out of the hospital after 24 hours, and he's already starting to stress out with the medical bill. "i have to pay for this, and then my dad's funeral—"

"don't worry," vivian hooks her elbow into his, walking down the busy nyc streets. "we'll take care of it. i'm sure your father left some money behind in his will for you."

"that sounded insensitive," he says bluntly, jaw clenching a little tighter.

"i didn't mean for it to be," she looks up at him, apology washing over her, yet with a hard glint in her eyes. "i was just stating the facts."

"i know," he exhales, gaze switching straight ahead. "i'm sorry."

"don't be."

they fall into silence, something that he is somehow grateful for.