Chapter 179: 178

Even though this restlessness was apparent, he could feel his image of her beginning to dissipate. He couldn't quite recall her features. He knew that they were considered to fit the golden ratio by the press but the exact placement of her imperfections eluded him. He could not think of the last time he had been close enough to tell what was not airbrushed. 

Instead he could picture Ellie as she laid next to him on his bed perfectly. The soft flutter of her eyelashes as they covered and uncovered the little mole by her eye. He knew that it was probably due to his having to take care of her so closely, she was still healing after all. If he was in the healthcare profession that would mean nothing more to him than work. 

Work.