Skye Dawson rationally grabbed Perry White from behind: "My dear Miss, that man is going in for surgery, why are you meddling? You're injured too, quickly tend to your wounds. Right now, the most important concern isn't that man, but yourself. Look at how much blood you're losing."
Skye Dawson worriedly watched her, completely focused on rushing in, a sight rarely seen.
A man had completely entranced her.
The surgery door closed, and Perry White felt somewhat disappointed.
She had only been with Aiden Shaw for half an hour, wishing time could last a bit longer.
Even being apart for this moment made her feel uncomfortable all over.
She thought, this is love.
Perry White looked at Skye Dawson, somewhat excited: "Darling, do you know that Aiden Shaw and I are fated? Fate brought us together, allowed me to save him; otherwise, how could I have run into him when I'm so far away overseas."
She imagined it beautifully.
