The minute the doctor walks back in, the nurse follows with another bed to wheel her away into the operating room. I watch as Arabella wakes up for a brief second and then smiles at me, before closing her eyes again. Not wanting to let go of her hand, I finally give in and release it while kissing her lips lovingly.

A thought occurred to me that scarred me so much, I had second thoughts about her surgery. 'What if the doctor and the nurse are in on it? What if she doesn't live or the ...