Underwater: The Silent Luna novel Chapter 59
Chapter 59
The connection was clear.
So clear that Meadow could see the faint shadows on Ethan’s face-the tiredness he tried to hide, the subtle tension in his jaw, the
quiet steadiness in his eyes that had become her anchor. And he could see her too-sitting upright in his bed, wrapped in the quiet
of his room, clutching the phone like it was something sacred.
Instead of speaking, Ethan lifted his hands and signed a gentle greeting.
Meadow’s heart melted instantly.
fast it
The simple movement of his fingers unraveled something knotted tightly inside her chest. Relief rushed through her so fast
almost hurt. She smiled back, her eyes soft, full, shining with quiet emotion.
You finally called.
“I can hear, you know,” she signed teasingly, a playful smile curving her lips.
Ethan’s shoulders loosened as à silent chuckle passed through him. The tension in his face eased just a little. Seeing the light in her
eyes soothed something in him he hadn’t realized was aching.
To him, it meant she hadn’t vanished into that familiar lonely quiet he had feared might swallow her once he left.
“How are you?” he asked.
She nodded softly to show she was okay, though the movement carried more meaning than the question.
He studied her carefully.
“Anyone troubling you?”
She shook her head.
Then, suddenly animated, her hands moved faster, excitement breaking through her composure.
“Luna is taking us out tomorrow. Since Vicky is leaving in the morning, she said I can bring a staff to help translate.”
Ethan frowned slightly in surprise.
His mother had mentioned shopping in passing once. Joseph had also warned him about it earlier in the week. But he hadn’t known
Amber intended to involve Meadow. The knowledge unsettled him immediately.
With Amber, kindness was never spontaneous.
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It always came with intent.
“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” he signed carefully.
Meadow shook her head, firm.
“I want to. Today she acknowledged me as your wife. I think it’s progress. I want to go.”
Ethan stared at her, stunned.
That wasn’t something he had expected to hear.
Not from his mother.
Not this early.
Not at all.
A strange mix of pride and unease settled into him at once. The idea that Amber had spoken Meadow’s place aloud meant something. Yet with his mother, awakenings always came with hidden edges.
“Just be careful,” he signed. “If anything goes wrong, find your way home. There’s a credit card in the nightstand drawer. Use it.”
She nodded, her expression softening again, touched by the quiet protectiveness in his warning.
Then her hands slowed.
“When are you coming home? I miss you. I have been sleeping in your room alone.”
Her honesty pierced him.
He hadn’t expected that.
Truthfully, he had assumed she might be relieved by his absence-grateful for the space, the quiet independence. And he didn’t miss
the way she had said his room instead of theirs.
Still… her confession stirred something warm and fragile inside his chest.
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A dangerous tenderness.
For a moment, he found himself imagining the room differently-not just his space anymore. He imagined her colors. Her art. Her
presence changing the stiffness of the walls. And strangely, the thought did not unsettle him.
It grounded him.
“The negotiations are still ongoing,” he signed. “I don’t know how long I’ll be here.”
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Her smile faded instantly.
The disappointment in her eyes struck deeper than he expected. It wasn’t dramatic. It was quiet. Controlled. But unmistakable.
And it hurt.
In seven years, no one had looked at him like that-not like his absence created a hollow space that mattered.
They spoke about small, trivial things after that.
About the weather where he was. About the way the lake reflected moonlight. About the sounds of the house at night. About
nothing-and everything that lived between the lines.
He tried to make her laugh again before they finally said good night.
Even though Meadow smiled for him, her heart felt heavy when the call ended. The screen went dark too quickly. His absence
rushed back into the room all at once.
She placed the phone gently back inside the nightstand drawer.
Then she remembered the credit card.
As she reached inside, her fingers brushed against something unexpected.
A thick folder.
Her pulse skipped.
Curiosity stirred-soft at first, then louder.
She hesitated.
Then slowly, carefully, she pulled it out.
It was a hospital file.
Dated seven years back.
Her breath caught.
The pages trembled faintly in her hands as she opened it. The words blurred for a moment-not because she couldn’t see, but because something inside her resisted the weight of what she was about to read.
Ethan’s full medical record.
The accident.
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The spinal injury.
The paralysis.
Her chest tightened painfully as she moved through the pages-diagnosis after diagnosis, observations after observations. Then she
reached the treatment plan.
Daily exercises.
Strict physical therapy.
Blood-flow stimulation.
Neural reconnection.
Her breath stopped completely when she read the projection.
If followed consistently, the report stated, he should have experienced mild changes within six months and possibly regained some
sensation in his legs.
Her fingers trembled.
Why hadn’t he taken it seriously?
Why had he abandoned it?
Why had he surrendered to permanence so completely?
Her chest burned.
She closed the file slowly and returned it to the drawer exactly the way she had found it.
The credit card wasn’t there.
Her heart jumped again.
She opened the second nightstand drawer and found it immediately.
Later, long after the room had settled into quiet again, she lay beneath the faint scent of pine and cedar and searched quietly on
her phone.
Treatment advancements.
Spinal rehabilitation.
Experimental recovery methods.
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Alternative therapy.
Anything that hinted at possibility.
She knew Ethan was sensitive about the topic. She had seen that wall in his eyes before. If she ever found something that offered
even the smallest chance, she would have to be careful-very careful.
He would never agree if he believed she was clinging to illusion.
She didn’t want to betray his trust.
She didn’t want to betray reality either.
But she prayed.
Quietly.
Softly.
That maybe… just maybe… something could be done.
It was only a prayer.
Her hopes were not high.
Morning came.
Victoria left.
Meadow didn’t cry this time-especially since Amber had said she could visit whenever she liked. Still, the goodbye felt heavier than she expected. The space Victoria would leave behind felt too quiet, too wide, too final.
Before Victoria left, Amber summoned her.
The formality alone was alarming.
When the document was placed in front of her-a non-disclosure agreement-both women froze,
It shocked them both.
But Victoria had no choice.
Amber watched her carefully as she signed.
She knew Victoria was talkative. And for all she knew, her husband’s killer might still be searching for information, pieces of
leverage, anything to use against the McCloud family.
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She wasn’t being cruel this time.
She was being protective.
Of her own.
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