Cara’s POV
Ella just grinned, hugging her bunny tightly. “I think he’s cute. You should marry him.” She said, and I pushed my brows up. Oh yeah, I think I may have heard that once, right?
Her mom stifled a laugh, and I groaned, leaning my forehead on the bedrail. “Let’s focus on you, okay? No matchmaking allowed.” I said.
Ella giggled again, and for a moment, the weight of her illness seemed to fade.
I smiled, adjusting the settings on her oxygen monitor and making notes on her chart. “You keep reading about that space dog, okay? I’ll check on you again in a little while.” I said.
As I stood to leave, Ella’s tiny voice stopped me. “Dr. Cara?” she called.
I turned back to look at her over my shoulder, hand on the door. “Yeah?”
“Thank you.” She said, and I smiled.
Her words
