Wanted by Her Lost Love

He lifted her limp hand, the one that bore his ringand pressed her palm to his cheek. He kissed theskin, his breaths coming in ragged, silent sobs. He’dnever been more scared in his life.The minutes dragged to eternity. The operatorcontinued to ask him questions and offered himencouragement. But Kelly remained unconsciousand the longer she lay there, still, on the floor, themore his panic and sense of helplessness grew.After what seemed an interminable wait, he heardthe EMS crew call out from the door.“In here!” he called hoarsely.They hurried in, motioning him away from Kelly asthey began to administer care. Through it all, Ryanstood there numbly, watching as they lifted her onto astretcher and hurried toward the elevator.He followed behind, whispered prayers fallingfrom his lips. They loaded her onto the waitingambulance and he climbed in behind her.Halfway to the hospital, he pulled out his phonebut then stared blankly down at it. Who would hecall? There was no one. Cold fury iced his veins. Thevery people he’d trusted—especially his brother—had acted unforgivably. Until now he’d never really