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Chapter Eighteen

“Are you okay, Liz?”

I startled and looked up to see one of the CICU night nurses standing in front of me. Her hand rested on my shoulder, and she looked concerned.

“What?” I shook myself, still lost in thought.

"You're only half dressed, and your shift ended twenty minutes ago," she said gently. "Are you okay?"

I looked around the changing area. I was still in the CICU locker room after my shift. I'd managed to put on jeans, but I still wore my scrub top. I'd been sitting on a changing bench with my blue scrub pants in my hands staring into nothingness.

“Oh.” I did my best to smile and shake my head like it was nothing. “Just a lot on my mind.”

"Okay." My co-worker paused and took a careful breath. "I saw the video. If you need someone to talk to, just let me know. Men suck."

I nodded. “Thanks.”

“Okay. Have a good night,” she said, heading back out of the locker room. I stared at the closed door behind her, hating and loving the silence of the changing area. The video of Mr. Darcy a
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