Luke held Ruth's hand as he sat by her bedside in her room. "Hey, Ruthie. I hope you can hear me. I'm sorry I never told you how I felt. And now it might be too late." He paused, unsure of what to say. "Guess what? I wrote a song. I'm still working on the title. Ruthie, I can't lose you. I need you. The band needs you."
He took a moment to study her. She was pale and her breaths were ragged. It was only a matter of time now.
Luke let out a shaky breath. "I finished the last song you were working on. I think you would like how it turned out. At least, that's what I tell myself."
He placed a hand to her cheek and stood with a sad smile. He placed a gentle kiss on her lips, but got no reaction from her.
One final soft breath sounded and then all fell silent for a moment.
Mrs. Peters let out a gasp and kissed the top of her daughter's head.
"I love you, Ruth Emily Peters. And I'm sorry I never told you," Luke whispered sadly as he slowly left the room.
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End of May // Luke Patterson
Teen FictionRuth Peters was as much a part of the band as her brother and his three bandmates. Silent sparks fly between two lyricists. But by the the time one realizes how they feel, it's too late. Twenty-six years later, for her at least, she and her bandma...
