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"I love you. I love you," every word cuts my heart like sharp shards of ice, causing my blood to boil and my anger to ensue. "I promise. I'll be home tonight and be in your bed and hold you tight."
I slam the door purposely to get Kayley’s attention. She quickly hangs up the phone and returns to her desk. I frown after seeing her alone. Those kids. Being branded as the new parachute, Kayley also gets alienated from the other residents. It's why I went against my mother's condition and let Kayley undergo the usual training of a resident.
“Have you had dinner?” I ask.
Kayley answers with a nod. She knocks the stack of books on her desk. I shake my head when she looks at me. Kayley has always been clumsy. When she was younger, I always had to be by her side during parties to keep her from breaking something. No one put me up to it. I just wanted to protect her. It won't be a problem if she messes up, but she often gets hurt for being clumsy.
I panic when Kayley almost hits her head on the corner of the desk. I rush to her and cover her forehead before it can hit the table. We both freeze the moment our skin touches each other.
“You’re still the clumsy little girl, huh?”
“And you’re still the cold, grouchy prince,” Kayley murmurs. “No wonder they call you Frost.”
I frown at the word. Nurses call me that because I always give them the cold treatment. For them, I'm a snob. Somebody with a world of his own and doesn't let anyone in. I don't care much about what they think, but I don't like hearing the word from Kayley. But, she's right. I've been cold to her for trying to hold back the feelings and heat I feel for her.
Her phone rings, and she rejects the call. She looks at me and says, "I'm doing this at home. Fire me if you think it's too much."
She takes the journal from the table and walks past me.
“What? Somebody’s waiting for you at home?” I fail to hide my jealousy.
How can I stop being jealous? Kayley hid from me for more than four years and hadn't looked at me the way she did before. Now, she's telling somebody "I love you" endlessly. I grab her by the wrist and pull her back.
“Who is he? Somebody who shags you better?” My jealousy got the best of me. I regret it after Kayley glares at me.
“You never change, do you? I’m still the slut in your head, huh?” She rolls her eyes to hide her tears, but one escapes.
And seeing it rips my heart. I let go of her hand and waver whether to apologize or be stupid again. Kayley slides her hand from me and wipes her tears. She takes a deep breath and says, "Think whatever you want. I'm going home to my daughter."
“Your daughter?”
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