Chapter 5

Turning, I saw Cash, clad in a white coat, standing there, his eyes wide with surprise. "It really is you!" He strode over, his gaze falling on the test results in my hand. "Congratulations! Are you here for your check-up alone?" I didn't explain, merely offered a polite smile. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I was about to leave when he stopped me. "Wait ten minutes? Have a meal? Mom mentions you often lately." The name of my mentor made me pause. That stubborn old woman who once pointed at my nose and called me "a disgrace for abandoning your path to witch doctor over a man" was the one I felt most guilty towards. "Alright." In the restaurant, Cash tried valiantly to cheer me up with stories from our days at the Academy, unaware that each memory only highlighted my past folly. For so-called love, I had abandoned my passion for medicine, content to be the Luna behind Toric. "Remember that dissection class? You almost spilled formaldehyde on the Dean..." My fingers uncon