Inside the jacket
In the Neurology Department, a patient caused a ruckus, a pen's tip dangerously close to jabbing my eye.
While I was still reeling in shock, my fiancé Everett was busy shielding Dean's daughter, Addie, in his arms.
Afterward, he meticulously checked Addie's condition, completely oblivious to my trembling hands behind him.
I stared at the dazzling diamond necklace around her neck, which pained my eyes. It was the very necklace I'd seen in Everett's jacket pocket. I thought it was a belated birthday gift meant for me.
