Where The Ice Gives Way (Charlotte and Blake) novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Who Are You?

Charlotte

Vikas Armond me, talking, dve something fast and dietest. I don’t know where 1 mm of why my body feats so hecary burying

Morte. My cheat arts. My throat fade sraged raw. My finger we will under the blankets, and when I say to beatite deurger, something

Devils tude throngs my row. The whees terg zing One of them levha qetly, Charlie, Charlie is here, I try to open my eyes, for it takes

mwww witor then it should

My bahan taal Zoned wyther, and when I finally manage to lift them, white line floods in. I soporte them shot son with a foay vand

forming my fees toward the pillow. The talking stops, and vilene 14th over the room.

“Charlie, did you s**that?”

1 hwar a chair setager and text forsteps. I try to reach for Charlie, but my arm barely moves. My hand shifts against the sheat, and then

two hands catch mine from wither side. One of them sends a strange warmth up my arm. It tingles through my fingers and settles somewhere behind my ribs. I can hear Charlie calling for a doctor, and the voice beside me drops low, close to my face. “Charlotte, can

you hear me, predty gin? I’m ng hage” I don’t know that voice, beat 1 like it. It is both smooth and rough, worn thin at the edges, and it

sends * shim down my spine. He smells like cedar and smoke from a fire, I blink slowly, forcing my eyes open again.

The light still hurts, but I push through it. Shapes swim in front of me. White ceiling, Pale walls. A curtain. A machine with a green line

wing 10 # screen. Then him. He leans over me, coming into focus piece by piece. Messy black hair, tanned skin, dark brown eyes,

broad shoulders. His face is fired. There are shadows under his eyes and stubble along his jaw. He’s beautiful. The thought slips through

ther tong before anything else does. His hand tightens around mine,

“Hey,” her breathers

My throat burns when I try to speak, and the words come out broken and small. “Who are you?”

All the warmth drains from his face so fast 1 feed it in the air between us. He doesn’t let go of my hand, but his fingers go still around

mine

“What?” he whispers.

The door opens, and then everything starts moving too fast. A doctor comes in with a nurse behind her. She says my name and shines a

light in my eyes, which 1 flinch away from. A hand touches my wrist. Another adjusts something near my arm.

“What’s happening?” the beautiful stranger demands. His voice cracks hard through the room. “Why doesn’t she know who I am?”

“Blake,” the doctor says firmly. “Step back for a second.”

Miske The name presses against my chest, but nothing comes.

“I’m not stepping back,” he says.

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“Blake,” Charlie says, and his voice is right beside me now, close and shaking. “Let her breathe.”

I turn my head toward him, and it takes everything I have.

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Charlie is sitting on my other side, his hand wrapped around mine, his curls messy, his eyes red. He looks different. Older somehow. His

mouth trembles even though he is trying to smile.

“Charlie?” I whisper.

“I’m here, Lotty.” He leans closer, both hands around mine now. “Right here. You’re okay.”

I stare at him, trying to make the pieces make sense. He looks like Charlie. He sounds like Charlie. But something about him feels

stretched forward, as if I’m missing time.

“What happened?” I ask.

Charlie’s eyes flick over me, then toward Blake, then back again.

The doctor steps closer. “Charlotte, I’m Dr Hale. You’re in the hospital. You had an accident, and you’ve been unconscious for a little

while.”

My chest tightens, and my throat burns. “What accident?”

No one answers me, and everything is slowing to a stop around me.

Blake’s hand is still around mine. It’s warm and tingling. My body keeps wanting to lean toward him, even while my mind stares at him

from a distance. I look down at our joined hands, and his thumb brushes mine over mine. I look back up at him. He looks ruined.

“Do I know you?” I ask, softer this time.

His mouth opens, but nothing comes out. The doctor steps in before the silence can swallow us. “Charlotte, I need to ask you a few

questions, alright?”

I nod, because that seems easier than looking at Blake.

“What’s your full name?”

“Charlotte…” I stop, blinking. “Charlotte Pierce.”

Charlie’s fingers squeeze mine.

“Good. Do you know how old you are?”

“Seventeen.”

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Charlie’s grip tightens on my hand, and I flick my eyes to him. “What?”

“Nothing.”

The doctor’s expression stays calm, but her eyes move briefly to the nurse.

“Do you know where you live?”

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as a house flashes through my head. A hallway. Cold floor. Charlie’s hand on my wrist. A voice downstairs. I

My mouth opens and

don’t like it. I push

ge away.

“With Charlie,”

The doctor

okay. That’s good.”

It doesn

hand st

It feels like everyone in the room knows something I don’t. I look at Blake again. He is standing very still now, his his other hand curled into a fist against his thigh. His eyes don’t leave my face. “Blake,” I say, testing the name.

He

arply, and the air between us pulls.

ers before my mind does, a quiet tug beneath the ache. I don’t understand it. I don’t know him. I don’t know why his name

my mouth. His eyes shine, but he blinks it back. “Yeah,” he says, voice rough. “That’s me.”

familiar.”

face crumples for half a second before he pulls it back together. “Yeah?” he asks.

faintly, exhausted from speaking, from looking, from breathing.

edar,” I whisper. “And smoke.”

Bis hand shakes around mine.

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