Ian stopped and looked at her. All he could think of was what he had been told by the doctors and then the words of her mother. It made him feel sick.

If my leg doesn't start healing you should cancel the wedding plans. Ian looked down at the cane and his brace. The universe is reminding me time isn't something I have much of anymore.

I'll know if the surgery is helping in a couple weeks. All I can think about is dying and...your mother telling me my mortality would break your heart.