It was final exams again. She was sitting at her desk, staring at a difficult problem, debating which method to use. A classmate who had a crush on her saw her struggling and, in a misguided attempt to help, passed her a note. She was caught and accused of cheating, hauled into the dean’s office after the exam for a harsh lecture.
She was so furious she could have beaten the boy senseless. But he, completely clueless, showed up at her family’s home with a gift, ostensibly to apologize but really to confess his feelings. To make matters worse, Bennett had walked in right in the middle of it. A jealous boyfriend was a difficult man to placate. It took days of coaxing—and a few nights that left her unable to get out of bed—before he finally forgave her.
When Yvonne woke up, she was in a hospital room. The first thing she saw was Bennett.
“Ben,” she murmured, her mind still foggy, caught between the past and the present.
“You’re awake,” he said. His dark eyes were as calm and placid as still water.
That look was enough to pull her back to reality. The Bennett she knew would never have looked at her with such coldness.
“What… what happened?” She tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in her chest sent her falling back against the pillows.
“You just had surgery. You shouldn’t move,” he told her.


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