She Offered A Kiss As A Joke—And Underestimated The Man Who Could Save Her

I heard footsteps approaching—clicking heels, fast and authoritative, cutting through the squeak of rubber-soled nurses’ shoes.

“Get up.”

The voice was familiar. Sharp. Commanding.

I looked up.

Veronica Hail stood over me.

She looked out of place in the sterile hospital corridor. She was still wearing her impeccable charcoal business suit, her hair perfectly continue reading …