Mandy’s POV
After Dylan left, I took a deep breath and headed back into the chaotic hustle and bustle of the emergency room. The fluorescent lights hummed above me as I made my way to the nurses' station, ready to tackle whatever the day had in store for me.
Linda, always the veteran nurse with a penchant for micromanaging, was quick to swoop in and start showing me the ropes once again. I smiled politely and nodded along, even though I had already mastered the tasks she was demonstrating. It was just easier to let her think she was teaching me something new.
The ER was a flurry of activity, as always. Patients with stitches, the flu, and chronic pains filled the waiting room, each with their own unique story and set of needs. Despite the constant stream of patients, the day felt strang
