#Chapter 121 Last Look

Mira It felt like my last day on earth. I planned to come back, of course, but I had to accept that my plans might not matter once I joined Malachi’s team. I wanted to be at the hospital early, and had a lot on my list of things to do. I couldn’t make it look like I was leaving, but I needed to be sure the things I cared about were also seen by others in whom I could put my trust. It was harder than I thought to see Cinda. Of course, she could tell something was wrong. She gave me the grace of not asking about it. “Since you’re here, maybe you can check on the woman in five,” she said, looking at a chart. “She’s having abdominal pains and she has potential memory loss, if what she says is true.” “Sure, I’m light on appointments today,” I said, taking the chart. “I have a lot of housekeeping to do, so—“ My voice cracked before it cut off. “What?” Cinda grabbed my elbow, concerned. “Mira, are you okay?” “Yes, fine,” I said, trying to shake it off. But my eyes we