NURSE DORIAN’S POV

The rain had just stopped outside, but the sky was still gray. It was a heavy pour, one that would have been so enjoyable with a cup of coffee. Or under the sheets with someone. That feeling of having someone under the sheets, listening to the rain, and cuddling made my skin crawl.

But poor me. The stress was killing me so much that I even forgot to make a cup of coffee to keep me warm through the cold. And well, I was told a long time ago that doctors find time for love in their old age. In my 38th year, I still considered it...