The Pinotti family wasn't rolling in dough, but somehow, they scraped together enough to get Nova a joint replacement surgery.
But luck wasn't on their side. The hospital back then just didn't have the chops, and the surgery bombed. Nova was left with a limp, and the meds they pumped her with messed up her heart and kidneys, making it impossible for her to ever have kids.
Casper knew deep down that another surgery on Nova's leg would be a lost cause, but that didn't stop him from scouring the globe to find a solution for her.
When you loved someone, it was crystal clear.
When you didn’t, it was even clearer.
"I'll leave you to your work," Eliza said, turning to Aaron. "I'm heading out."
"Okay."
Eliza was just about to step away when Nova's voice, sweet and lilting like a nightingale's song, called out to her, "Eliza."
Eliza took a deep breath, trying to keep her cool as she turned back around.
"I told Casper it was you, but he thought I was mistaken." Nova leaned into Casper, her face a picture of pure innocence. "Eliza, don't get the wrong idea. Casper's just here to help me pick up my medical records. You know my leg's not great."
Eliza felt a stab of bitterness in her chest. "Yeah, Casper is always so helpful, not just to you," she said.
Nova's smile faltered. "Yes, Casper is a good man."
A good man? How ironic.
As Casper helped Nova inside, he turned to Aaron. "Did you find the medical records?"
"Still looking," Aaron replied, clearly flustered.
"Why are we wasting time here then?"
Nova didn't forget to say goodbye to Eliza as they went in. "We'll be heading inside."
Eliza caught a glimpse of Casper's tender care for Nova, and her eyes filled with tears.
The man she had poured her heart and soul into was giving all his gentleness to someone else.
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