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Time Between Lost Worlds - Steven Bennett 37 Summary In Chapter 37 of "Time Between Lost Worlds," Whitney receives medical advice from a doctor regarding her fractured arm, which is now in a cast. Despite the doctor's caring demeanor, Whitney's mind is preoccupied with thoughts of her tumultuous relationship with Carter. As she leaves the hospital, she overhears a distressing conversation between Carter and Emily, where Emily expresses her fears about losing Carter, revealing her vulnerability. Whitney feels a mix of nausea and relief, realizing she is not bound to a future with Carter.

As Whitney exits the hospital, she reflects on her own troubles, imagining James unaware of her struggles. She receives a message from Klein, prompting her to consider her next steps. Meanwhile, Carter, concerned for Whitney, learns from a nurse about her injury and feels frustration over her stubbornness, realizing she has blocked him from contacting her. This revelation deepens his internal conflict, showcasing his protective instincts and emotional turmoil. The chapter also highlights Emily's concern for Whitney, though Carter's cold response suggests tension between them.

Emily declines Carter's offer to take her to Harris Manor, instead opting to take a cab, hinting at her own manipulative intentions regarding Whitney. As Whitney prepares to end her engagement, she receives alarming news about her grandmother Patricia's health, which sends her rushing to the hospital. The urgency of the situation heightens her anxiety, especially as she learns a visitor from the Miller family might be involved in her grandmother's collapse, leading to a chilling realization about Emily's potential role in the incident.

Overall, the chapter captures a whirlwind of emotions, from Whitney's relief at escaping a relationship to her rising dread about her grandmother's condition, intertwining themes of love, fear, and the complexities of human relationships. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Time Between Lost Worlds - Steven Bennett** **Chapter 37** "Ma'am, we need to set that fracture in a cast. Please return in about 45 days for its removal. During this time, keep it dry," the doctor instructed, his tone professional yet caring. Whitney nodded, her mind wandering.

"Doctor, can I be discharged now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Certainly, there's nothing else concerning. Just ensure you rest adequately during this period. You may experience some discomfort over the next few days. When you sleep, try placing a pillow under your shoulder to elevate it slightly; this should help reduce any swelling," he added, his eyes warm with understanding. With her arm secured in a sling, Whitney made her way down the sterile corridor, the smell of antiseptic filling her nostrils.

As she passed Emily's hospital room, the sound of muffled sobs reached her ears, pulling her attention. "Carter, that really scared me just now. I'm so afraid. My parents died in a car accident," Emily's voice trembled, thick with emotion. Carter's response was gentle, laced with a protective undertone. "It's okay. Don't be afraid. I'm here; you won't die. I promise to always be by your side. Nothing will happen to you." Whitney's heart sank at his words, a knot forming in her stomach.

"If anyone's going to die, it'll be me before you," he added, trying to lighten the mood, but Whitney felt anything but comforted. She quickened her pace, eager to escape the heavy atmosphere that clung to the air. That conversation made her feel nauseous. Thank goodness she wasn't going to marry him. At least she wouldn't have to endure this repulsion for the rest of her life. By the time she stepped outside the hospital, the clock struck eleven. She imagined James was already tucked away in bed, oblivious to her turmoil.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated in her pocket, pulling her from her thoughts. An hour earlier, she had received a message from Klein. K.H: [Have you arrived at the old estate?] Whitney pondered over his message, guessing he was probably already in the air by now. ***** Meanwhile, Carter had finally managed to soothe Emily's fears while she lay in her hospital bed. Once he felt she was calm, he instinctively headed toward the emergency center, his concern for Whitney nagging at him. "Ah, you mean the patient in the pink dress?

She already left," one of the nurses informed him, her voice brisk and efficient. Carter frowned, his brow furrowing with worry. "Is her injury okay?" "Are you her relative? Didn't you know she had a fracture? It's not too serious, though. They put on a cast, and she left," she replied, her tone matter-of-fact. 'Wait, a fracture?' Carter's mind reeled, the implications crashing over him like a wave. Her injury was far worse than he had anticipated. He pulled out his phone, wanting to call her, but then the bitter reality hit him-she had blocked him.

Frustration boiled within him, a tempest of emotions swirling. 'Why is she always so damn stubborn?' Carter thought, his jaw clenching. 'Even with a broken arm, she won't admit she needs help. If she would just let her guard down for once, I'd never leave her to fend for herself!' ***** Emily remained in the hospital overnight for observation, and by the next morning, she was discharged early. "Carter, is Whitney really okay?" she asked, her voice laced with genuine concern. Carter stiffened, his expression hardening. "She's fine.

Just a fracture," he replied coldly, the words feeling sharper than he intended. He had initially planned to take Emily back to Harris Manor, but she graciously declined, leaving him with no choice but to escort her to her apartment instead. "Carter, want to come up for a bit?" Emily invited, her eyes hopeful. After a brief pause, he shook his head. "No, I have to go to the office this morning," he said, trying to sound nonchalant. Emily's gaze fell, her thoughts swirling in silence for a moment before she responded softly, "Okay then." Their wedding loomed just around the corner.

Though Emily sensed the turmoil within Carter, she still hadn't received any word about their engagement being called off. With a hint of sarcasm, she mused to herself, 'Whitney really is useless. I guess I'll have to give her another nudge.' Instead of accompanying Carter upstairs, Emily flagged down a cab, heading in the opposite direction. Whitney had also left early that morning. Despite the late hour they had both endured, she knew she had to officially end the engagement today, with the wedding drawing near.

However, just as she settled into the backseat of the taxi, her phone buzzed insistently; it was the nursing home calling. "Ms. Moore, please come quickly. Patricia just collapsed," the caregiver's voice rang through the line, urgent and panicked. "What?" Whitney's heart raced, her blood running cold. "Which hospital? I'm on my way." As she arrived, her grandmother was being rushed into the emergency room, a wave of icy dread washing over her. "Director, what exactly happened?" she demanded, her voice steady but laced with anxiety. 'Grandma was perfectly fine.

She gets her check-ups every year. How could she just collapse like that?' Whitney's mind raced. "Ms. Moore, please, don't panic. We're not sure what happened either. She seemed fine this morning. But just a moment ago, a woman came to see her, and shortly after she left, she fainted," the director explained, trying to calm her. Whitney shot to her feet, her heart pounding. "Who was it?" The director appeared taken aback by her sudden intensity. "I-I haven't seen her. The caregiver mentioned she might be from the Miller family." In that instant, a cold realization flickered in Whitney's eyes.

"The Miller family?" she thought, dread pooling in her stomach. 'Was it Emily?' Conclusion In the aftermath of her hospital visit, Whitney found herself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions, each one more tumultuous than the last. The weight of her fractured arm was nothing compared to the fracture within her heart, a painful reminder of the life she was trying to escape. As she navigated the sterile corridors, the echoes of Emily's sobs and Carter's false promises loomed over her like a shadow, serving as a stark reminder of the entangled relationships that had become suffocating.

The flicker of hope that had once burned brightly within her began to dim, replaced by a resolve to reclaim her own narrative. The urgency to end her engagement felt more pressing than ever, not just for herself but for the sake of everyone involved. However, as the call from the nursing home shattered her momentary clarity, a new layer of dread enveloped her. The sudden collapse of her grandmother injected a fresh wave of anxiety, intertwining her personal struggles with familial responsibilities.

Will Whitney uncover the connection between Emily and her grandmother's sudden health crisis, or will the secrets remain buried, complicating their lives even further? Simultaneously, Carter's internal conflict deepens as he struggles with his feelings for Whitney while preparing for a future with Emily. His frustration over Whitney's stubbornness and his growing concern for her well-being will push him toward a decision that could change everything.

As the chapter unfolds, readers will witness the characters navigating their intertwined destinies, leading to a confrontation that could either mend or shatter their fragile bonds. Expect revelations, emotional confrontations, and the possibility of unexpected alliances that could alter the course of their lives forever. Will Whitney find the strength to confront Emily and Carter, or will she retreat into the shadows, allowing fate to dictate her future? Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.