Travis parted his lips to say something—anything to instantly dismantle the agonizing misunderstanding that was tearing her apart—but his voice completely caught in his throat. His mind raced frantically, grappling with where to even begin untangling the web of corporate espionage, fake engagements, and misconstrued phone calls that had driven her to such desperate lengths.
Looking down at her pale face and the quiet, guarded pain in her dark eyes, he took a slow, heavy breath. Arguing or bombarding her with an overwhelming wall of facts right now was a recipe for disaster. The physician's stern warnings echoed loudly in his mind: Her physical and emotional well-being must be your top priority. No stress. No sudden spikes in emotion.
