Chapters (67)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Acknowledgements
- Book Club Discussion Questions
Ben’s forehead creases, somewhat amused by her weirdness. ‘Yeah, not the word I was thinking.’
Darcy sighs, letting her body slide down the wall and onto the floor. She knows she should be racing back to the edit suites to review the footage and figure out what angle to take, but she just has to have a moment …
‘Fuck!’
Chapter 55
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The room is silent. The crew vanished quickly, all equipment still set up. Penny remains in the chair, as though she’s still on set, but Ty can’t stop moving which only adds to the tension. She’s filled with regret. She shouldn’t have said anything.
‘How long have you got?’
She knows what he’s asking. ‘Maybe six months.’
His body flinches, her words like a bullet to his heart.
She feels like she should comfort him but fears she’ll only make things worse.
‘Have you had treatment?’
She shakes her head. Her mother and sister had both tried that. They’d spent their last days battling for more. After her sister died, she vowed to herself that if she ever got the cancer diagnosis she’d just enjoy the days she had left.
‘And I guess I’m not going to be able to convince you otherwise?’
She shakes her head again. She won’t be talked around. Lara had tried, arriving breathless at Penelope’s unit one morning, her arms full of pamphlets and information on treatment options.
Ty slumps into the chair beside her. She can see him letting the truth sink in—that she left him because she’s dying, not because she didn’t love him. She hopes he can find some comfort in that.
‘So, what have you been doing?’ he asks finally.
‘I’m living down the coast. Just trying to be kind to myself.’ She meets his eye and sighs with relief. ‘Reading, yoga, beach walks.’
‘I could have been there with you.’ He reaches out and takes her hand.
Penny closes her eyes as her body soaks in his love. She wants to let herself relax with images of him by her side, but forces herself to shake them away. She promised herself she’d protect him. ‘I want you to be happy, Ty. I hope you’ll let yourself find love with one of the girls left on the show.’ That was just a snippet of what she was supposed to say instead of telling him she has cancer.
He’s so shocked that she’s said this to him that his mouth gapes for a moment before he speaks. ‘You want me to be with one of those girls?’ He shakes his head. ‘I don’t love them. I love you.’