It was all about the land, wasn’t it? Marcus looked away. That tiny movement confirmed everything. The relationship ended right there. Not with shouting, not with drama, just disappointment, a far deeper wound. As Hannah walked away, Marcus called after her. Hannah, wait. She never stopped walking because for the first time, she could see him clearly. And what she saw wasn’t love.
It was greed. Meanwhile, at St. Vincent Medical Center, Rosebrook surgery was underway. Hours passed. Each minute felt longer than the last. Hannah sat in the waiting area. Lucas sat nearby. Neither spoke much. Words weren’t necessary. The silence between them felt comfortable now. Natural, like something that had existed for years without either of them realizing it.
Finally, the surgeon emerged. Everyone stood. The doctor’s expression immediately revealed the answer. It was successful. Relief exploded through Hannah. Tears streamed down her face. She covered her mouth. For the first time in days, she could breathe. Rose was going to live. As the emotional weight crashed over her, Hannah instinctively turned toward Lucas.
