Chapter 17
The next morning came too fast. I stood in front of my mirror staring at myself in my scrubs. My off day was over and I had to go back to work. Back to the trauma department. Back to Ethan. My stomach was in knots the whole time I got ready. I kept thinking about how I left his apartment yesterday. How he begged me to stay and I still walked away.
Jasmine came over early to check on me. She leaned against the doorframe drinking coffee while I fixed my hair.
“You sure you ready for this bestie?” she asked. “You look like you about to face a firing squad.”
“I have to go Jaz,” I said quietly. “Bills do not pay themselves. And I cannot hide forever.”
She gave me a tight hug. “Just breathe. And if that man or his ex start acting crazy, you call me. I will come up there myself.”
