SUZAN'S POV
The sharp smell of antiseptic filled my nose as I followed the nurse down the long hallway. My shoes squeaked softly against the clean hospital floors, each step heightening my nerves.
"Here we are," she said, stopping in front of a ward door.
"Thank you," I whispered.
She gave me a small nod and walked away, her white coat swishing gently behind her.
I took a deep breath, steadying myself. The bouquet of yellow daisies I held in my left hand felt heavier than usual. I knocked once and turned the handle.
Miss Kate looked up from the novel in her lap, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw me. A warm smile spread across her face, though her features looked tired.
"Suzan," she beamed. "You're here."
My chest tightened at the sight of her leg in a cast,
