Chapter 12

Getting home that Friday evening felt different. My footsteps were lighter, my heart felt fuller and a part of me, buried under years of rejection, pain and betrayal stirred awake. The local news had already posted my picture, and the hospital's social media page had flooded with comments from people I didn't even know, praising the young intern who saved a billionaire’s only child.

As I walked through the front door, the scent of jasmine wafted through the hallway. Mrs. Rivers had changed the air freshener again. She met me in the hallway, her usual stern expression replaced with something... softer. Almost motherly.

"You did well today, Elena,"...