Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 301

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Please Come Back, My Love

hapter 301

Because he lost some people he loved very much. And sometimes, when you for people, it make you sad for a very long ma

Lila considered this seriously. Like how sad you were, Mommy, when you were at the cemerry mourning my dead grouhmar

My breath caught. “Yes, baby. Like that.”

Lila was quiet for a moment, then looked up at me. Mommy, is the sad incle my daddy?”

I glanced at Ethan, who was studiously examining his hands. Then I looked back at my daughter and knew I couldn’t de,

“Yes,” I said softly. “He is.”

Lila’s face scrunched up. “But Uncle Alexander said he was my daddy.”

Of course he did. The anger toward Alexander was a cold, hard thing in my chest.

“Uncle Alexander made a mistake,” I said carefully. “Sometimes grown-ups make mistakes, even when they think they’re doing the right thing.”

“So the sad uncle is my real daddy?”

“Yes.”

She absorbed this in silence. I braced for tears, for anger. Instead, she said, “Does that mean I can call him Daddy instead of sad uncle?”

The simplicity made my eyes burn with unshed tears.

“If that’s what you want. But we should wait until he’s feeling better to ask him, okay?”

“Okay.” She nodded, then rested her head against my chest. “Mommy? When Daddy wakes up, can I give him a big hug? Maybe that will make him less sad.”

When Daddy wakes up. Not if. She said it with absolute certainty.

God, I hope you’re right.

“I think that’s a wonderful idea, sweetheart.”

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She yawned, exhaustion finally catching up. “I’m sleepy.”

“Close your eyes, baby. I’ll wake you up when there’s news.”

She was asleep within minutes. I held her close, breathing in the scent of her hair, trying to ground myself. My daughter was safe. Alive and whole.

But Julian-

A nurse appeared in the doorway, her scrubs splattered with blood.

“Are you here for Julian Sterling?” she asked.

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Chapter 301

Buble, not trusting me reiri

He’s in surge now. Df Monson is the best trauma surgeon we have. Het going to do evering he can

Everything he can. Not he’ll be fine. Just everything he can.

How long?” I asked.

“Hard to say. Could be a few hours. I’ll come get you as soon as theres any update

The silence that followed was suffocating. Ethan finally looked up.

“I’m sorry,” he said again. “For all of it.”

“Stop.” I didn’t have energy for his guilt. “What’s done is done.”

“But if I hadn’t-*

If

you hadn’t sent Julian that message, we’d both be dead right now,” I interrupted. “So maybe save the self-flagellation for later

He flinched but nodded.

My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number.

I heard what happened. Is Lila okay? Is Julian-

Alexander.

I deleted the message without responding and turned my phone face-down. didn’t have room for Alexander’s guilt. Not when Julian was fighting for his life.

When Daddy wakes up, I’m going to give him a big hug.

Lila’s words echoed in my mind. When. Not if

I closed my eyes and tried to pray.

Please. Please let him live. Not for me-I don’t deserve that mercy. But for her. For Lila. Let her have a father.

Please.

Minutes crawled by. Lila slept on, oblivious. Ethan sat in his corner, silent. And I sat there holding my daughter, staring at the door and waiting.

Exhaustion began to pull me under. Just for a minute, I told myself. I’ll just close my eyes for a minute.

Please, I thought again. Please don’t leave us.

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