Chapter 20
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“Thankfully, the test results are okay, and there isn’t any problem,” Martha says with a warm smile. I watch as she hands the report to the nurse standing behind her, who quickly takes her eyes away from me and promptly takes it. “You just need to get proper rest in bed, and that’s all there is
to it
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“Thank you” I reply with a small smile, bowing my head slightly, grateful for her care.
It’s been a week since I woke up from my coma, and Martha has been checking on me regularly, coming all the way to the park house–more specifically, Damien’s room. When I first opened my eyes, I saw Damien standing right next to me. His presence had been overwhelming, but in a way, it actually made me feel safe, or maybe it was because 1 had finally seen a human after walking in the vaid for too long.
Either way. I can still remember seeing a sign of relief in his eyes and something else I couldn’t quite place
But since then, I haven’t seen him.
Martha told me that he’s been busy with pack duties, but I can’t shake the feeling that he’s avoiding me. And honestly. I’m not sure how to feel about that. On one hand, his absence gives me spice to breathe, to process everything. On the other, it leaves a strange, empty ache I can’t explain
“Of course, if you need anything, be sure to letine know,” Martha smiles, but my eyes trail behind her, locking onto the nurse who’s been secretly staring at me. It’s not exactly hostile, but it’s enough to make me uncomfortable
Martha seems to notice, and she steps back, nudging the young nurse- who can’t be more than sixteen–toward me. The girl looks Blustered, her cheeks pinking as she quickly turns away with an embarrassed expression
“Don’t mind her,” Martha says, her voice warm but tinged with a hint of amusement “She’s a big fan of yours and begged to come with me for your check–up today
I raise an eyebrow at her we
words. A fan‘ I have a fan, but a fan for what exactly
“M–miss Elara, nice to meet you” the young nurse stammers, her face thushing a deep shade of pink. Tim Eva, and I’m such a big fan of yours. You were the one who inspired me to become a doctor. My favorite book in the world is The Mystery of Werewolves Brain that you wrote, and 1 just admire you so much.”
My eyes widen slighidy at her words, and a fuzzy feeling spreads through me.
I blink in surprise, processing her words. “You, you read The Mystery of Werewolves” Brain?” Lask, my vodor a litle hoarse, but the fuzziness in my chest grows stronger. It’s been a while since anyone said something like that to me
That they admired me or loved something that I did.
Eva nods enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with admiration. “Yes! I’ve read it five times, actually. Your research and the way you wrote and easily broke down how the werewolves brain worked is truly groundbreaking. You’ve truly inspired me to pursue this path.” she gusties, nearly bouncing
on her les
I raise my hand and awkwardly rub the back of my head in embarrassment. Before I married Lucian. I was used to comments like this, but now that I haven’t received any in five years, hearing it now feel a bit awkward.
“Ah–1’m glad my book could inspire you. I didn’t realize Fhad a fanbase,” I say, not knowing what other words to say.
I glance at Martha, who’s trying to suppress a grin, clearly enjoying my reaction. I can’t help but chaickle, feeling a bit flustered, and then suddenly, we all burst out laughing for no apparent reason. For the first time in years, I actually feel joy.
Martha shakes her head in amusement after a moment. “You’d be surprised how many people at the hospital are like her. They all wanted to come with ane to see the famous surgeon, but Evs begged for this opportunity, so I allowed her instead. She knows everything about your work. Shr practically worships the ground you walk on”
“Alright, alright,” I say, holding up my hands in mock surrender. “No need to embarrass the poor girl”
Eva’s face turns even redder, but she’s clearly pleased by the attention. I can’t help but feel a warmth inside me, the fuzzy feeling lingering as 1 realize that, despite everything, some things can still be unexpectedly positive.
“Hm when can I change rooms? Do I have to stay here? It’s the Alpha’s room, after all,” I ask Martha before she can leave. She pauses, stroking her chin in thought for a moment,
*I’ll ask Danien, but for now, you shouldn’t worry about anything. Focus on getting some rest,” Martha says with a small smile. For a brief moment.
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it looks like she wants to say something more but decides against it. I don’t pash her, when she’s ready. I’m sure she’ll tell me
Once she leaves, I sat on the bed and stare blankly out the window. I’ve been thinking a lot these past few days about what to do next. Now that I’m staying in Damien’s pack, it feels like there’s nothing for me to do–not like when I was in Lucian’s pack.
Back then, life was in constant chaos. I was always busy as Luna, waking up early and working until late at night. There were responsibilities, schedules, endless meetings, and duties to fulfill. But nowe
I sigh and flop onto the bed, stretching my arms out wide. Now, I have nothing to do, and it’s unsenting I don’t like this emptiness.
As I turn to the left, my gaze lands on the windows, and something catches my eye.
tep closer to the window, my heart lightening as 1 look below. There is a gardent
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Why haven’t I noticed this before?
Gardening is something I’ve always loved–my line excape whenever I had a moment of freedom. There’s something nothing about working with plants, ferling the earth beneath my fingers, and watching something groin.
I should check it out. Maybe it’ll lighten my mood a little. With that thought in mind. I turn toward the door, a flicker of excitement replacing the dullness I’ve been feeling
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