Tabitha's POV
I sent Derek a message, laying out all the chaos that'd been going down.
Derek texted me back at once.
Staring at his reply, I couldn't help but give a wry smile.
I kept all of our chat history, and as I slid my finger up, I saw that most of the texts came from me, while he barely replied.
Looking at all those desperate messages begging him to come back home, I felt like it was ages ago—even though it had only been six months.
Shaking my head, I put away my phone and returned to Holly's ward.
She was silently shedding tears, probably lost in her thoughts.
Seeing me, she quickly dried her face and forced a smile. "Tabitha, I thought you'd left. Why are you back?"
"Mark seems a bit unwell. Guess he's exhausted.So I'll take care of you tonight in his stead."
Holly wave
