The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 35

Laura sat in her wheelchair, pulling her scarf a little tighter around her neck. “Make some soup tomorrow morning. I’ll take it to Nash.”

“Of course, Laura,” the caregiver replied, gently pushing her chair toward the house.

“Laura!”

A voice cut through the night, sharp and desperate. It was full of anger. Instantly, the bodyguard, who had been driving, turned around at the sound of footsteps, placing himself firmly behind Laura’s wheelchair, ready to protect her.

Because of this, Laura couldn’t see who it was at first. But she recognized the voice right away.

“Let her through. She’s a friend,” Laura said, her tone calm.

The bodyguard stepped aside, and Laura finally saw Petty standing in the cold wind, her eyes red and rimmed with tears.

Laura lowered her gaze for a second.

There was a time she would have done anything to keep Petty from crying. Back then, if anyone made Petty upset, Laura would have made sure they paid for it.

But that all changed when she found out Petty liked Franco too. Since then, every woman who liked Franco got under Laura’s skin. Petty most of all.

“Petty, what are you doing here?” Laura asked, sounding completely unfazed.

She motioned for the caregiver to turn the wheelchair so she faced Petty.

The wind tangled in Petty’s long hair as she stood there, hands clenched tight from the cold. She stared, completely stunned, at Laura. Her legs felt too heavy to move.

“Why are you living here?” Petty finally managed to ask.

The caregiver froze, completely thrown off by Petty’s tone. She wanted to say more, but the words just wouldn’t come.

Laura turned her head slightly. “You don’t need to get involved,” she said softly.

The caregiver fell silent.

Petty didn’t want to watch them play out their little scene.

“Laura, is this your way of getting back at me?” Petty’s voice trembled with anger. “Ever since you came back, you act like you don’t blame me for anything, but you’re stabbing me in the back. You know exactly what this place means to me.”

“Petty,” Laura sighed, sounding tired. “This isn’t about revenge. I’m just staying here to recover, that’s all. You know after the car accident four years ago, besides losing the use of my legs, my health’s never really been the same.”