Chapter 18
Chapter
Eighteen
Heir
Ironically, the second day Granny was in the hospital, she was released.
Her body had broken down some, her kidneys were failing, and they wanted her to go to rehab.
The fall had done more damage than we realized initially, and since she’d have to be on oxygen, she wouldn’t be able to be at home alone.
We’d come up with a schedule so that someone was always with her at the rehab facility because she did not want to be there.
I felt so sad for her. She kept repeating that she wanted to go home, and it broke my heart.
I was going to look into her insurance covering a home nurse because if she was too upset about rehab, I knew she wouldn’t put forth any real effort to get better. She was stubborn like that.
What was even worse was it seemed like Onesty and I were the only ones that had hope she’d make it out of this.
Everyone else was preparing for the worst. I knew we had to be logical, but I wasn’t about to plan her funeral while there was still breath in her body.
The whole thing was depressing to say the least, and I wanted to call Marz more than anything, but I decided against it.
Not only did I want to avoid telling him she was home already, but I didn’t feel right asking him to comfort me since we were technically done with each other.
That was the craziest part. We were over before we really had a chance to get started.
One day he was showing me rings, and the next, he didn’t want to have anything to do with me.
I could understand and respect his boundaries and desire for how he wanted his relationship to be, so regardless of how much I wanted to reach out to him, I called Kayla instead to see if she wanted to go out tonight and grab a few drinks.
I hoped that would be enough to give me some temporary relief.