Amelia’s POV
I had to be losing my mind. It was the only possible explanation for what was happening here. Yes, again, this was my signature at the bottom of this emergency surgery request form, but it was dated today. I was beyond certain that I had not filled out any such forms since I’d been pushed to clerical duties!
“I can’t explain this,” I said. “I have no defense. But I know I didn’t sign this.”
“Your signature is on it,” Eve said. She had that same coldness as when I had messed up before, with Mr. Blake’s prescription. This was so much worse though. Had I not checked the schedule one last time, had I not spotted the new appointment, remembered the patient’s name and double checked their illness…
Had I been one minute slower in stopping the surgery…
This could have all ended i
