Sofia's POV
"You stink, Rae. Get a bath and sleep; you look like you're about to collapse," I said, halting her mid-step as she stood over the pillows on my bed.
"Do I really stink that bad?" she asked, hesitating as her hands fluttered nervously over the sheets.
I smiled awkwardly, trying to keep the tone light. "Your hair looks like it’s holding all the dirt in this hospital. You’ve been running around without a break for days. Please, go take care of yourself, Rae."
Her lips parted in protest, but she glanced quickly at Zack, who was seated near the corner of the room, scrolling through his phone. The sight of him seemed to sap her will to argue. She fidgeted with the hem of her uniform, finally nodding meekly.
"Of course, Mrs. Holmes," she said, her voice low. Then, almost as an a
