* Eleanors POV*

Gentle hands shake my shoulder, pulling me from the depths of exhausted sleep. My mother's voice cuts through my dreams.

"Ellie, wake up. We did it."

My eyes snap open. The sterile white walls of the hospital room come into focus, and Mom sits beside my bed still wearing her white coat, her face glowing with satisfaction.

"The engagement?" I ask, my voice hoarse from sleep.

"Postponed for three months." Mom's ...