RUBY

Is this jealousy? I daydreamed in the hospital corridor. I couldn’t sleep all night because I remembered how Luther kicked me out when I caught the woman in the treatment room for his lover.

The room was so well appointed; the entire bed was surrounded by white gauze, and Zoey was lying like a sleeping beauty on the king-sized bed.

“Luther must really love his girlfriend, even if Zoey asked for the moon, Luther would definitely give it to her,” I muttered; there ...