Who is she?

It was amazing how Dr. Mark could do me however he wanted. That power he had in me was a danger since I could easily fall into it. I only thought that we hated each other, but now there is something else that makes me attracted to him.

He got me out of his nice office quickly, since he had surgery scheduled and had to prepare for it, while I had to check on some patients with the seasonal flu.

After doing so, I took a short break and went to the garden that the hospital had, where the sick people who have been here for a long time are taken for a walk and their mood improves. From afar I saw that little pain-in-the-ass girl named Liza. She was reading a book that was quite mature for her age, called "The Last Election" and since she was alone, I didn't hesitate to approach her.

“Hello.” I greeted her as I stood next to her wheelchair.

“Go away!” She snorts at me as she continues to join in on that book with the toughest topic. Death.

“You seem to be a bit lonely, don't you want some c