Chapter 4

Two days after the funeral, I returned to the hospital, still numb with grief. The hallways seemed longer, the lights harsher. Colleagues offered condolences in hushed tones before hurrying away, their discomfort palpable. No one knew what to say to the woman whose husband was openly hav

Chapter 5

The Boston Harbor Hotel glittered against the night sky, its lights reflecting off the dark water. I smoothed down my emerald gown—the same color as Grandfather's eyes—and took a steadying breath before entering the charity gala. These events had once been a highlight of my career, a cha

Chapter 6

The hospital corridor was unusually quiet that afternoon. I'd been avoiding the surgical floor for days, taking refuge in patient consultations and paperwork—anything to escape Ashley's triumphant smiles and Marcus's cold indifference. But a cardiac emergency had forced me back to the OR