Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
When he got to the hospital, he began to shout, “MJ.”
“MS. CARTWRIGHT? I’M terribly sorry to wake you up, but I think you need to know...”
Groggily, MJ pushed herself up. “What is it?” she asked worriedly, seeing the flustered look on the nurse’s face. On the bed next to hers, MJ saw Katya stir awake at the commotion. She had insisted that she was fine on her own, but Katya and Ioniko had still taken turns sleeping with her. It was the most humbling feeling, knowing that after all these years, she finally had a real family.
If only...
But she didn’t allow herself to continue the thought.
The nurse rushed towards the windows and pulling the curtains back, she said, “Perhaps...you’d like to see for yourself? I don’t think Mr. Andreadis will stop until he hears from you.”
MJ was stunned. “Helios?” Her eyes flew to the wall clock. It was three-thirty in the morning. What was Helios Andreadis doing here?
She and Katya walked to the windows, and MJ paled when she saw Helios waving a gun, forcing everyone to keep back. “How long has he been doing that?” she whispered.
“About five minutes,” the nurse answered, her tone half envious, half worried. It was clear she found the idea of Helios paying MJ a midnight call very romantic. Crazy, too, but still.
Helios was shouting her name again. When she looked down, she saw that Helios was looking up at her.
“I love you, MJ.”
Oh no.
Helios waited with bated breath for MJ to answer, but she only stared at him from the second floor, her eyes heavy with misery.
Ah, God, Helios thought. The sight of those miserable violet eyes was going to send him to an early grave. Was he the reason she was sad? Was he the one keeping her from moving on? Was he the selfish one here, forcing himself on her when clearly all he reminded her of were the very worst memories?
Just one more chance, he told himself. One chance to make her realize she loved him and if she still didn’t—
“MJ,” he shouted again when he saw her about to turn her back.
He almost believed she was going to ignore him by the time she faced him again. It had taken her so long to reappear by the window. Guessing he had two, three minutes max to do what he came here for before the police arrived, he shouted, “I’m going to prove to you I love you.”
MJ didn’t say a thing.
He pointed towards the ten-foot walls of the hospital. “See that?” he shouted. “I’m going to fly over that for you, MJ. It’s my way of proving you that I love you.” As he said the words, a part of Helios warned him that while he might have been able to do that sober, he was not exactly sober right now.
He shrugged the worry away.
“Here I go, brat. Watch me fly for yooooouuuuu—”
Heart in her throat, MJ watched Helios maneuver his bike to face the wall.
Katya was distressed. “Won’t you try to stop him?”
Slowly, MJ whispered, “I don’t have a right to stop him.”
“But he’s doing it for you!”
“I didn’t ask him to do it.”
Katya shook her head. “Why have you become so cold, MJ? I don’t understand you.” She walked hurriedly towards the door. “If you’re not going to stop him, I will. For you. He’s the man you once loved. I can’t believe you’ve really forgotten that.”
The door slammed shut behind Katya.
Below her, Helios was flying.
The man she once loved.
It was as if she was watching a movie scene unfold when Helios lost control of his bike and he began to fall. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, and a part of her didn’t see Helios as he fell. What she saw instead was herself, falling down, down, down when she, too, once tried to win his love this way.
Helios’s back slammed against the ground.
A crowd instantly swarmed around him, and soon, she saw Helios being lifted on a stretcher.
Looking at him lying on the stretcher, stirring ever so slightly, she realized something painfully true.
By allowing him to earn her love when he shouldn’t even have to, she had become the one person she didn’t ever want to be.
She had become James.
Swish.
The thought had her collapsing on the bed, and she stared blankly at the walls, unable to believe how much she had changed. Why? Why? Why had she changed so much?
She stayed there, unmoving, for hours, trying to think of a way to make herself human...even if it was only for Helios’ sake. But she couldn’t. It was as if her heart had turned into stone, protecting itself by not beating for anyone except for herself.
When Katya came back to MJ’s room, she saw her sister sitting on the bed, a vacant look on her face. “MJ?”