Inspiration struck Wesley when he heard Shea's voice.

If memory served him right, Shea's blood type was RH negative…

When Avery operated on her two years ago, Wesley was the one who was in charge of her pre-op checkup-up.

As he gazed at Shea's face, his chest began to rise and fall rapidly.

"Why are you looking at me, Wesley?" Shea asked in confusion as she blinked. "Say something! What exactly is going on?"

Wesley wanted to speak, but the words were stuck in his throat. They did not come t