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times, every few decades, he went again so he wouldn’t have
to explain why he didn’t age.
    Ivy had been ordered away from Trish and now
stood beside Justin. She shook her head. “It’s not the head
injury,” she said. “Something isn’t right.” Ivy was an empath who
could also read minds to some extent.
    Caitlin, who shared that talent, also looked
worried. “Ivy’s right. This isn’t about a head injury. Something
happened when she died.”
    Alek moved closer to Trish. “What’s going
on?”
    “Sir, you need to stand back,” one of the
paramedics said forcefully.
    Alek pushed the compulsion toward the minds
of both paramedics. “You want me to ride to the hospital with
her.”
    Lydia was already stalking toward him like
she was going to argue, but Roman caught her arm. Alek was glad his
brother wasn’t planning to fight him on this, because he had
absolutely no intention of letting Trish out of his sight.
    Both paramedics nodded and said nothing more
about his proximity.
    Trish was thrashing around as they strapped
her to the stretcher, so Alek reached out and took her hand in his.
“Be calm,” he said. He hated using any kind of mind control when
she was going through so much already, but he feared she was going
to hurt herself.
    “Don’t you dare tell me what to do!” Trish
spat out. “That building shouldn’t be there.”
    Alek’s eyes widened. Ivy was right; something
was very wrong. As he climbed into the back of the ambulance, he
almost smiled at the way Trish clutched his hand like it was a
lifeline.
    “Don’t leave me,” she pleaded.
    Fully immobilized, she’d stopped struggling.
Leaning forward, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I’m
right here, honey, and I’m not going to leave you.”
     

Chapter Four
    Trish was staring at the window in her
hospital room, wondering if she’d gone insane, because no matter
how many times she told herself she was hallucinating, she knew
what she was seeing was very real. According to the doctors, she
had a serious concussion that could account for her hallucinations.
They’d opted not to sedate her because of the concussion. That was
also why they’d kept her overnight for observation. If the doctors
figured out she thought her hallucinations were real, she’d likely
find herself in a padded room.
    Alek had slept in the chair beside her bed
the previous night, so waking up alone had come as a surprise.
Every time a nurse had come in to poke and prod her, Alek had been
in the room. His absence this morning was somewhat of a relief, but
it also made her a little sad. She wasn’t in the mood for his
guilt, and he clearly felt a lot of it, but she’d found it oddly
comforting to have him with her.
    Hearing footsteps heading into her room,
Trish braced herself for a visitor. Getting Caitlin and Lydia to go
home had been a challenge. While Trish was grateful she had such
loyal friends, she wasn’t in the mood for Caitlin’s bitchy attempt
at comforting her or Lydia’s nervous ramblings. Hannah, she could
deal with, but Hannah wasn’t likely to bring her baby to visit her
delusional friend in the hospital.
    She was relieved when Ivy walked into the
room, even though Ivy had most likely been asked to talk to Trish
because of her job as a psychologist. When someone went this far
off the deep end, it was best to send in a professional.
    Ivy was usually perky and upbeat, much like
Trish, which was probably why they didn’t hang out. They were too
much alike. Trish spared her a quick glance before looking at the
window again.
    “What are you seeing?” Ivy asked.
    While Trish knew admitting the truth made her
sound crazy, she couldn’t bring herself to lie. “There’s a man
standing at the window, struggling to open it,” Trish explained.
Just like the other times she watched this scene play out, the
terror in the man’s eyes was impossible to miss. “He’s going to
jump, but I don’t think he wants to.”
    A passing nurse heard