Terra
"How's our patient doing today?" Collins asked, handing me a steaming mug as I shuffled into the clinic's cosy kitchen.
I sighed, sinking gratefully onto a stool and wrapping my hands around the warm ceramic. "Much improved, thankfully. His strength returns a little more each day."
Collins nodded, leaning against the counter to sip his own coffee, eyes crinkling with shared relief. "That's wonderful to hear. All your tireless care is clearly paying off."
I smiled tiredly, blowing gently on the fragrant liquid before taking a cautious first sip. The rich dark brew immediately helped clear the lingering hospital antiseptic smells from my nose.
"Well, I can't take all the credit," I admitted. "Your steady help these past hours was invaluable. I don't know how I would've managed wi
