Amber
I barely made it through the next few minutes.
I was shaking so badly after Rayne was dragged out of my office that I could hardly hold a pen steady, let alone continue reviewing patient files like nothing had happened. My mind wasn’t on my work. It wasn’t on anything but the echo of his voice, the fire in his eyes, the awful words he’d thrown at me—Bad mother. Selfish. Cruel.
Each accusation burned itself deeper and deeper into my chest, like brands pressed into raw skin.
I couldn’t stay here.
I couldn’t pretend everything was normal when my whole world had been tipped upside down.
So I did what I never did—I signed out early. Scribbled my name across the sheet, handed over my remaining charts to a nurse with shaking fingers, and left before anyone could ask questions.
I needed to breathe.
I needed to get Evalie and get the hell out of this hospital before I completely lost it.
I made my way to the playground, my legs moving on autopilot.
Evalie was easy to spot.
She was sitting
