#Chapter87

AMELIA POV

My flight to California felt different. It wasn't the plane ride, nor was it the weather because those things I felt a thousand times before.

The warmth of the subtle sunrise was usually a beautiful sensation but today it made me nauseous. I wanted to be in New York - it was calling to me.

I swallow away any uneasiness before walking through the tall glass double doors of the hospital, leaving my bodyguards behind.

Opening a new hospital wasn't a small feat and I wasn't going to let some unexpected nerves ruin it, especially since this was Eva Enterprises' first hospital from the ground up.

As...