EVANGELINE
I got out of the shower, drying my hair with a towel.
I was so exhausted from the hospital, my bones ached and my back hurt from standing too long. I wanted nothing more than to lie in bed and sleep until the next morning, but first, I had to check my phone to ensure I didn’t have any issues with patients.
Grabbing my phone, I scrolled through the messages from my colleagues. Once I was certain there wasn’t any issue and every patient was accounted for, I made to lock my phone, but a message caught my attention.
My hand hesitated over Alex’s message. I itched to ignore it, but at the last minute, I decided against it and opened the message. I saw the cake and the accompanying message, and a strange feeling bubbled up inside my chest.
I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
I
