Not on her finger.
Ethan stood beside the elevator as she prepared to leave.
Neither spoke for several seconds.
Finally, Ethan said, “I don’t expect you to forgive me.”
“Good.”
“I need you to know Madison was never more important than you.”
Lauren looked at him.
“You brought her into my hospital covered in her blood and asked me to save her before you asked whether our daughter was safe.”
His face collapsed.
Lauren didn’t say it cruelly.
That made it worse.
“I was panicking.”
“I know.”
“I wasn’t thinking.”
“I know.”
“I love our daughter.”
“I know.”
“Then why does everything you say sound like goodbye?”
Lauren held his gaze.
“Because you keep explaining your feelings when I’m judging your choices.”
Ethan swallowed.
“Is there any chance?”
Lauren glanced at the police officer waiting nearby.
“There was a chance six nights ago.”
His eyes lifted.
