Charis
When I turned, it was Rhett, his eyes were open, and his hands were stretched towards me weakly.
I immediately went to his side, hoping the tears at the corner of my eyes would not fall.
"I'm sorry you had to see me like this," he said slowly with a wry smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "But I'm glad you came to visit me."
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak without crying.
"Sarah," he turned his head slightly to look at the woman at the door. "Could you excuse us for a minute?"
"Alpha Rhett, you know the doctor's orders…"
"Fine, you can stay," Rhett interrupted her. His voice was stronger than he looked. "I will not be responsible if you hear all the bad things we're about to talk about."
Sarah rolled her eyes and said, "Five minutes." Before leaving us alone.
"Sit on the chair next to the bed," Rhett told me. "Keep me company until I die."
"That's not funny," I said sharply, settling into the chair beside him. "Stop making jokes."
