“She has lost a significant amount of blood. We are trying to control the bleeding, but she is unstable.”
The room seemed to move beneath me.
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“It means we are doing everything possible, but you should prepare yourselves.”
Then he disappeared behind the doors.
Ben remained standing.
He swayed slightly.
I placed a hand against his back.
My best friend.
My brother-in-law.
The man my sister loved.
“Look at me,” I said. “Rosie chose you because you make her feel safe. She needs you to believe she can come back.”
“My promise,” he whispered.
“What?”
Confidentiality clauses.
My parents’ signatures appeared at the bottom.
So did Ben’s.
A scream tore from my throat.
“You sold yourself to marry my sister?”
Ben flinched.
“No.”
“Your signature is right there!”
“Please listen.”
“She is fighting for her life while you stand here holding a contract that paid you to become her husband.”
