I didn’t bother healing myself after that night.

I even cry secretly in the restroom where Lucien visited me after my work the next day.

Days passed like hours and I didn’t even notice it’s the end of the month.

“The pack hospital’s offering me a chance to work abroad?” I swallowed, repeating Francis’s words. “This news...it’s great!”

“Yes, Blake, we are. A hospital there needs an assistant director and I couldn’t think of anyone else to send other than you,” Francis declared, his warm smile is always a delicious coffee to my lazy days. “We thought it might help in your road to healing yourself after your...you know. After...