Kneeling for a Second Chance (Sebastian and Valeria) novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Sure enough, the next second, Sabrina and Sebastian sat down right beside Valeria.

Valeria’s foggy mind cleared instantly. She dropped her head lower, tucking her chin into her jacket and turning her face to the side.

The stuffy air hadn’t changed, but his sharp, cool scent wrapped around her like an invisible thread, tightening every one of her nerves.

Her nose was stuffy and her throat sore, yet somehow, she could still pick up the faint trace of his cologne. Her body, it seemed, had a memory of its own. It was sensitive to everything

about him.

She glanced up at the IV bag, silently willing it to finish faster. However, it was the mannitol drip-slow and steady, meant to ease her pounding headache.

…

Sebastian glanced down at his phone. Martha had messaged, inquiring about Sabrina’s well- being.

That morning, Sabrina and Jessica had gone to visit Martha, who had been resting at home with a sore throat and a lingering flu. Even though it was the flu, many had visited her.

Sabrina hadn’t stayed long before she started feeling unwell herself. Martha was certain she had passed it to her.

Since Sebastian was on the night shift that evening, he brought Sabrina to the hospital.

He replied, telling Martha not to worry and to focus on resting.

“Sebastian, I’m really sorry,” Sabrina apologized. “I just meant to stop by and check on your mom. I didn’t expect to come down with something myself.”

“Just stay hydrated and rest up after the drip,” he replied.

“Okay. Thank you, Sebastian.” She was soft and sweet around him, nothing like at work. The

Grant and Lawson families were well-matched.

…

Valeria heard the latest gossip from Lindsey and the rest of the office lately—a marriage was impending between Sebastian and Sabrina.

Time slowed to a crawl around Valeria. She shifted ever so slightly, sneaking a sideways glance at Sebastian, who was right beside her.

Coincidentally, he was wearing a black windbreaker too, making him look extra cold.

Judging from the material, their windbreakers were different in many ways. Hers had been a discounted rack find during a storewide sale, while his had to be one that was worth five figures.

She diverted her gaze, always knowing how far apart their worlds were.

To her left, a woman with her daughter had just finished her IV. She called over a nurse to have the needle removed.

Valeria rasped, “Can you take mine out too?”

Her voice was hoarse. Selena had said she sounded like a duck.

Even Valeria smiled at how she sounded. This flu was ruthless, especially on the throat.

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