I tapped my feet on the floor and paid the Bolt driver. It was still a pity that I could not drive, but that did not blur the smile that was dancing on my lips. After thanking the driver, I walked in.
The hospital corridors buzzed with familiar energy as I stepped through the entrance, the thrill of finally coming back to the facility propelling me. The sterile scent of antiseptics filled the air, mingling with the distant hum of medical equipment. It felt invigorating to be back, to immerse myself once more in the world I cherished.
I joyfully walked towards the staff lounge, the rhythmic tapping of my shoes echoing softly against the linoleum floor. Turning a corner, I was so lost in my joy that I cursed when I nearly collided with someone.
But I held back the words the moment I met t
