Chapter 3The Mind Reader's Choice

When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was a blinding expanse of white.

There was no one by my side.

I struggled to press the call button. When the nurse came in, Mrs. Montgomery was with her.

Her eyes were red. She waited until the nurse finished checking my vitals and told her I needed a week of rest before profusely thanking her and seeing her out.

The room was silent for a while before Mrs. Montgomery choked out a sob:

"It's all my fault. I didn't keep a close enough eye on Wes. He ran out last night wanting to win you back, to marry you. Who could have known this would happen!"

"I... I..."

She wept so hard she could barely speak, turning me—the victim—into the one who had to comfort her.

After a long time, Mrs. Montgomery finally stopped crying. She lowered her head and said softly:

"Since things have come to this... even though his father and I desperately want you to stay by Wes's side, it's no use anymore. Whenever you want to leave, we'll make the arrangements for you."

It felt like something was blocking my throat. After a moment, I managed to squeeze out a few words:

"Okay."

"Seven days from now. I'll go to Australia to study."

Mrs. Montgomery nodded silently, sighed deeply, and left the room.

I stared up at the pristine white ceiling, my mind flashing through the events of the past three days like a movie reel.

How did Weston and I end up like this?