Chapter 10

Waiting, yet again. It seemed like ages before a nurse told us we could see her. Before we entered the room, I stopped Sherlock.

"Are you going to tell her?" I inquired.

"Tell her what?" He replied in return.

"You know blood well what."

"Do you honestly think I should?" I rolled my eyes.

"Yes Sherlock. Better late than never."

"Maybe in a different circumstance…" Sherlock began to chicken out and turned to leave.

"Oh no you're not!" I grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him into the room.