Page 84 of Until Hanna

“What?” I start to shake my head, but it hurts, so I stop moving.

“You got a concussion.”

“What?” I squeeze my eyes closed. “How?” The last thing I remember is getting off my flight. How would I have gotten a concussion?

“We’ll talk about that later.” He leans back, his eyes searching mine, then he reaches for something and holds a large cup in front of me. “Take a sip of this.” I do, and the cool liquid feels good on my dry throat. “How are you feeling?”

“Did I get in an accident?”

“You don’t remember?”

“No.” I stare at him trying to remember something—anything. My last memory is getting off the plane at Heathrow.

“The doctors said that might happen.”

“What might happen?” I’m so confused. Why am I here? How did I end up here?

“That you might have some memory loss,” he says gently, sliding his hand across my forehead.

Oh God. Ice-cold fear washes through my veins. If I was in an accident….

I move my hands to my stomach. “The baby—”

“Is fine.” He looks to the left. “That’s monitoring his heartbeat.” I look over at it, the source of the beeping, which suddenly no longer sounds annoying.

He kisses my forehead. “You’re both fine. You just needed to take a long nap.”

“How long was I asleep for?”

“We’ve been here for three hours and thirty-two minutes,” he says, looking toward the door. “I need to let them know you’re awake.”

“Wait.” I grab his hand. “Please tell me why I’m here?” I beg. I hate that I don’t remember anything.

Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, he twines our fingers together.

“Do you remember Kate messaging you to pick up the box Mrs. Lewis left you?”

“No.” I frown.

“You went to go get it this evening after your flight landed.”

“Okay.” I wait, and I can tell by his expression that he doesn’t want to say more. “Tell me.”

“I got over there and found you unconscious, and Kate—” he cuts himself off.

“Kate?”

“She was dead,” he says quietly, and I’m sure I heard him wrong.

“How?”

“I don’t know, I’m still waiting to hear from Officer Taylor.”

“What happened to me?”

“You don’t remember anything?” I shake my head lightly, there is a black hole where the memory should be. I don’t even remember Kate telling me to meet her at the house.

“I don’t know but Otto swears he saw Josh upstairs in the window when we were trying to get into the house. I’m not sure if we spooked him or what his plan was.”

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