By the time Olivia stepped out of Dr. Wilson’s office, she had already lost track of how long she had been inside. She glanced down at her wristwatch. In thirty minutes, she would be back in the operating room for her final surgery. It wasn’t much time, but it was enough to gather her thoughts and condition herself.
“Dr. Hilton! It’s been a long while.”
Her eyes, previously lowered to the floor, lifted at the sound of her name.
A man stood a few feet away. Tall, neatly dressed, with broad shoulders. His beautiful blonde hair was slightly tousled as if he had been running his fingers through it absentmindedly. He was smiling warmly; seeing her genuinely made him happy.
Olivia just stared at him, unblinking, searching her memory for anything that would make his face familiar, but his fea
