Chapter  37

ISABELLA'S POV

It was yet another busy morning, I got out of my car and walked into the hospital with the casual ease of someone who had done it countless times.

Once I got through the main entrance, the antiseptic smell that lingered in the air was followed by the soft hum of machines in the distance.

The quiet urgency in everyone’s steps, going in and out comforted me.

It was like walking into a familiar dance hall, where I knew all the moves.

I made my way toward one of the wards, nodding briefly at an emerging nurse.

The small room opened with a gentle hiss, and I stepped inside, my attitude switching at once.

The first patient I had come to check up on looked up eagerly as I entered, a tired but grateful smile on her face.

Her graying hair framed a face that had seen too much pain, but when she saw me, there was a glow of hope in her eyes.

"Good morning, Mrs. Lawson," I said, my voice carrying the warmth I especially for my patients.

"How are you feeling today?"