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Marriage For One(80)
Author: Ella Maise

“We can’t have you straining in any way. You need to keep taking the syrup even after you leave us, probably for about a month. Do not bend forward because we don’t want any pressure in your skull. After you get out of the hospital, you need to stay in bed for at least another two weeks and keep your head high with two or more pillows. You’ll visit us for check-ups in the meantime, and we’ll talk about these things in more depth when you’re ready to leave. For now, no tilting your head down, no sneezing.”

“I’m guessing I’m not allowed to sleep on my face then?”

“No. I’m afraid that’s not gonna be possible for quite a while. A few months. If you don’t have any other questions, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Another round of blood pressure and fever checks happened right before her employees and now friends showed up with cinnamon rolls, brownies, and two sandwiches.

As Sally approached, Owen stayed back, at the foot of the bed. I was standing on her left side.

“Hi,” Rose whispered to Sally’s smiling face.

“Hey,” she said back. “Sorry we couldn’t come before. We got all the good news from Raymond though. How are you doing?”

She rocked her hand in a so-so gesture. “How did it go at the coffee shop?”

“Everything went well. Don’t even worry about a thing on that front.”

Her eyes went to Owen. “Thank you for saying yes to working full-time, Owen. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t accepted.”

“We would’ve found you someone else,” I interrupted, but she seemed to ignore me.

They stayed for another ten minutes and then left after promising to call her a few times the next day with updates on how things were going. Her dinner arrived a few minutes later.

“I don’t want anything,” Rose protested.

“You’ll eat so you can have your pills. You heard the doctor.”

“Just a little then.”

“Yes, just a little.” I moved the rails down and sat on the edge of the bed after we adjusted it so she could sit upright enough to have a few bites of the beef stew and rice. She could barely lift her arms, let alone feed herself. “How do you feel?”

“Still a little loopy, I think, and very, very tired.”

“Do you want to have some of the sandwich Sally brought in or this?”

She scrunched up her nose. “I don’t think I can handle the sandwich right now. Soft is better.”

I cut a small bite off of a potato and gently placed it in her open mouth. She chewed it very slowly.

“I can’t breathe through my nose, Jack.”

“Dr. Martin said that was normal.”

Next, I gave her a piece of beef, following it with some rice.

I felt like a true bastard, because there was something about feeding her that was getting to me. It was an intimacy we hadn’t shared before.

“Would you like some water?”

“I’m sorry,” she said, still chewing as she looked away from me for the first time.

“Sorry for what?”

“You’re doing a lot more than what we agreed to.”

I tried not to stiffen and just kept feeding her small bites. “I thought we were done pretending—or did you forget what you said before surgery?”

“I—” I forced another forkful of rice and potatoes into her mouth before she could respond. “Of course I remember, but still, this is—”

“If you remember then stop saying stupid things and keep eating.”

A smile tugged at her lips. “Okay.”

Eventually, the nurses changed shift, and after the last check, I turned the lights off.

Rose’s eyes followed me as I made my way back to her side, her body slightly turned to the right, her head facing up.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, pulling the covers higher so her shoulders were covered.

“My nose is a little tender. It hurts when I touch it.”

“Stop touching it then. Do you want water?”

“A little.”

I helped her up and she sipped from a straw, only a few pulls.

“Enough?”

She nodded and settled down.

I turned away to put the water bottle on the bedside table.

“Jack?”

“Right here, Rose.”

“Maybe we should talk more.”

“About?”

“You know…”

“Some other time.”

“Will you stay?”

“What?”

“Are you staying tonight?”

It wasn’t completely dark in the room, but it was still hard for me to see her eyes and try to understand what was going on in her mind. Her eyes always gave her emotions away.

“You didn’t bring anything with you—no clothes, no bag—so I wasn’t sure if you’d stay tonight. You have work tomorrow so if you can’t…that’s okay.”

All I could hear from her tone of voice was that she wanted me to stay with her. They couldn’t have kicked me out even if they’d tried to anyway.

“I forgot to bring a bag. I wasn’t thinking about that,” I muttered.

We fell silent for a few moments.

“So then you are staying?”

I leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss on the edge of her lips as she closed her eyes. “Always,” I said, my voice raw. “Even when the time comes that you don’t want me anywhere near you.”

She smiled a little. “I like having you around, so I doubt that will happen.”

I wished that were true.

“Okay. Now shut up and get some rest.”

 

 

Chapter Twenty-One

 

 

Rose

 

 

The next few days I spent at the hospital were hard. More tests and doctor visits resumed, and I felt like I was about to lose my mind. I’d never appreciated the outdoors as much as I did in that hospital room.

The only good moments came at night, with Jack.

I wasn’t sure if I was feeling extra vulnerable because of the surgery and my sickness, but what I was starting to feel for him seemed like it was tripling every night we spent together in that spacious hospital room I couldn’t possibly have afforded on my own.

It was the second or third night, I was having trouble sleeping because of all the mouth breathing I had to do, and I just couldn’t get comfortable with the fact that I couldn’t breathe through my nose.

The room was dark when he spoke, and the world outside my room was quiet other than the footsteps of the nurses walking by to check on patients every now and then.

“You’re not sleeping,” Jack said quietly. It wasn’t a question.

I had my back to him because I wanted him to get some sleep and not have to worry about me. He worried about me quite a lot, and just realizing that fact had made me so extremely happy. I rolled over slowly, making sure I wasn’t lying completely on my side and my head was tilted toward the ceiling.

It wasn’t completely dark in the room, not with all the city lights and the light slipping in underneath the door from the hallway, but it wasn’t as clear as day either. He was lying on the couch, his legs crossed at the ankles. He was wearing pants and a thin, navy blue sweater, which were his casual clothes. I didn’t know why he didn’t wear something more comfortable.

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