Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 78

Even though we sent letters, it still was not enough. I wanted to touch him, hug tien, tell him how much
I love him and see his eyes lighten with love.

1 sighed typing away on the computer before me. I had been working non stop. It is the only thing that
helped me keep my mind off of my husband that was currently serving, our country

I was blessed to be able to work at home, because surely the sweats and socks were not appropriate
for a workplace. The phone rings and I quickly reach beside me to pick it up, not caring to look at the
caller.

“There‘s an author by the name Demiah13. She just started writing her first werewolf novel and I think
you should sign her. She shows potential.” My boss murmurs into my ear as soon as I pick up the
phone. 5

I sighed, getting off the bed. “With all due respect sir but I think you should inform this to another editor.
I am booked as it is. I have not even finished editing the book you have signed me to.” I mumbled
raking a hand through my tresses.

I tugged the shirt away from my body, suddenly feeling hot. I hear the unmistakable huff from Mr. Smith
before he grumbles in agreement.

“Alright I will give this to another editor. Make sure to have the book ready by next week.” He says
before cutting the call off.

I pull the phone away, glaring at the screen. “Asshole.” I murmur throwing my phone back on the bed. I
was not even half way to finishing the book as yet.

My eyes stray away from the phone to look at the picture frame on the dresser. I blinked feeling my
emotions go haywire as I stride over to it. It‘s a picture of Blake and I on our wedding day.



His lips are pressed to my cheek as I smile happily at the camera. My stomach squeezes. I could only
hope that wherever he was, he was safe. I picked up the picture frame brushing my finger over the
glass that protected it.

“I miss you.” I whispered. I nearly jumped out of my own skin when my phone blares again. I swiftly
place the picture frame down on the dresser and stride over to the bed.

My brows furrowed when I grasp the phone and noticed that I did not recognize the number. I chewed
my lip and flicked my thumb over the answer button before bringing it to my ears.

“Hello?” I asked cautiously.

“Is this Ashley Reed? Wife of Blake Reed?” An unfamiliar voice questions on the other end.

My brows furrowed in confusion yet something in the back of my mind told me something was wrong,
“Yes.”

I walked back over to the dresser and stared down at the photo ass waited for the man took op de
other end. The inan‘s next words had suddenly turned me mates everything around me stood stin.

“He had been shot and is now in critical condition. The dortors are doing everything they can to save
him

My entire body felt cold as I ran towards the hospital, bag, at my sides. I had just got off the plane
about thirty minutes ago. I was lucky that I had gotten a flight so quickly

I didn‘t care that I felt jetlagged for flying for hours or that my face resembles a clown All I cared about
was being at Blake‘s side.

A sob rakes over me as I enter inside. I had informed Blake‘s parents about what happened and they
were on their way. Hopefully they‘ll be here soon, I don‘t think I can be alone right now,



“Sorry.” I mumble as I brushed past a woman not so gently. She just smiled in understanding before
going on her way.

Hopefully this was the right hospital Blake‘s captain had informed me. I sniffle striding over to the front
desk quickly. The blonde woman typing on the computer clicks her tongue as she chews gum. Not
once had she noticed me.

“Can you tell me which room Blake Reed is in?”

Her brown eyes widen as if just noticing me. She nods typing on the computer.“He is currently still in
the operating room but you can wait for him in the waiting area.” She says.

It‘s been hours and they‘re still operating on him? My vision blurs, I was ready to burst into tears.

She then looks at me in pity. “I will let you know when he is out.” She smiles sadly. “Your name please
and relationship with the patient?” She questions.

“Thank you. It‘s Ashley Reed, I‘m his wife.” I whispered in a broken voice then I turned around and
headed to the waiting room. I hated hospitals, they always reminded me of what had happened to
Blake and I years ago.

We couldn‘t catch a break, could we? 1

I felt numb to the core. The waiting room was not filled with people surprisingly. But I did notice a few of
the military men lingering around. One in particular, a blonde with blue eyes lifts his head when I settle
down on the uncomfortable wooden chair.

His eyes scan my features, not in desire but in surprise. “You’re Blake‘s wife?” He questions.



The others in the room snap their heads towards me. I placed my bag on my lap, it was only filled with
a few clothes since I had rushed to come here.

I shifted uncomfortably with their sudden attention. They all looked like they had just gotten out from a
battle. Blood still stained some of their faces while others were dirty.

I cleared my throat and nodded. They were probably Blake‘s friends. The man sees how uncomfortable
I was and sends me a small cheeky smile.” He always has a picture of you in his pocket. Kisses it
before going to battle.” 1

He doesn‘t know it but him saying this only made me feel more pain. Blake was fighting for huis life.
The traitorous tears flow down my cheeks until they disappear down my neck. The man scratches the
back of his head.

“Sorry.” He apologizes. “But you should know that he is a hero for saving one of his comrades. He
risked his life–”

“Gustavo maybe you should not tell her this yet.” Another one uttered.

The one named Gustavo smiles in shame before turning his attention away from me. I sob, hugging my
bag closer to me. Oh Blake please fight, please don‘t leave me. Honestly I was not surprised that he
had risked his life to save another person. That was Blake, that was my Blake.

“Mrs Reed!” The woman at the counter calls out. I quickly rise to my feet and stride towards her quickly.
“He had just gotten out of operation. He‘s in room 306 second floor–”

I didn‘t give her time to finish as I run towards the elevator. Praying that Blake was fine. He will be, he
promised to come back to me safely.



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