Chapter 8
A knock interrupted us. It was the head nurse Ethan trusted. “Dr. Black, the discharge papers are ready if you approve. But administration is pushing hard to send her home today.”
Ethan’s jaw tightened. He looked at me. “You’re not fully healed, but staying here is becoming too dangerous. I’ll arrange home care and private security. You’ll come back for follow-ups in my department.”
My heart beat faster. Leaving the hospital meant stepping out of this protected bubble, but it also meant I could return to work soon — back in his orbit every day.
By afternoon, they wheeled me out. Ethan walked beside the chair the entire way, his hand firm on my shoulder. Outside, a black SUV waited with two burly security guards he’d hired. He helped me into the car carefully, his touch linger
