Xesha’s POV
A ray of sunlight streamed through the window curtains when I opened my eyes this morning. I felt light and happy, because I couldn’t wait to return to Philadelphia and take on the role of a younger sister—and, in reality, an unemployed person.
Ale asked me to learn how to run the company, cooperate with her, but I’m still thinking it over. A doctor who suddenly switches careers doesn’t seem like the kind of story that would make headlines—it would give the impression that I’m greedy, which is the last thing I want my image to be.
Of course, I don’t want to be seen that way by the public. Especially by the people who used to be my patients, my colleagues, and even the seniors who often praised me, like Dr. Avery.
She’s contacted me several times since hearing the
