KARIMA HEART
It was already past eight in the evening, and yet here I was, insisting I would stay at the hospital with Nathan.
I don’t know why Owain seemed to have such a problem with that, but honestly, I already had two bigger problems weighing on me.
First, getting Malcom’s approval. Second, asking Zack for another day off. And if I did, he’d probably tell me to work a full month straight without rest, or worse, tell me to quit.
The thought alone hammered my head. If Zack actually chased me off, I’d lose my paycheck for the month. No paycheck meant no hospital bills paid. And even if I tried sneaking a little money from Malcom, I doubted I could keep it up for long before he started suspecting what I was doing. No way in hell, I'm allowing that.
I rubbed my forehead softly, though
