Damien's POV
You learn a person in ways that don't make sense to anyone else. Not just their smile. Not just the sound of their laugh. You learn the spaces between things. The pause before they answer. The way they breathe when they're worried. The way their eyes stop moving when their mind starts moving faster. I noticed it the second Nora walked into my room. Nothing about her looked different. Her white coat was buttoned. Her hair was tied back. Her clipboard rested against one arm. She closed the door behind her with the same quiet push she always used. "Good evening."
Her voice was calm. Exactly the same. "Evening."
She picked up my chart. "Any dizziness today?"
"No."
"Nausea?"
"No."
"Pain?"
"Less."
She wrote something down. Clicked her pen shut. Opened it again. Everything l
