Odette's POV:
During my first week at the camp in Vardessa, I slept fewer than 5 hours a day. The tents had no air-conditioning, the operating table was assembled from temporary metal frames, and every vial of medication had to be tracked precisely.
Callum was responsible for neurosurgery, yet he often reviewed the transport plans for my cardiac patients. He rarely spoke, but after every surgery, he placed a cup of warm water beside me.
"Drink first."
"I thought cardiac surgery wasn't your responsibility."
"You are," he answered evenly.
I picked up the cup, and warmth slowly returned to my hands.
News from home reached us every few days. After taking over the project, Sabina changed the patient's medical orders three times in a row. A nurse stopped the first change. She failed to re
