"ARE you really sure about this, Bianca?" Helen asked me. I was talking to her on the phone.

I just told her that I'm going back to New York. In fact, today was my flight. 

After I got out of the hospital, I filled her up with everything that had happened to me in the past months. The accident. My miscarriage. Gideon's condition. 

The moment Helen learned about it, she wanted to fly to LA to visit me. But I stopped her from coming over. I knew her situation at home. Four months ago, her daughter had been diagnosed with leukemia. 

Helen knew about my marriage with Gideon. Of course,...