Chapter Twenty-Five

A few days later, I sat behind the nurses' station filling out paperwork. Despite going to a paperless system years ago, I still somehow managed to have mountains of paperwork for my patients. I just wanted to finish and head home. I'd already reported to the night nurses, so once I finished putting in the last few sets of vitals and notes, I could leave.

A shower and bed sounded like the best thing in the world.

“Hey, Lizzie,” the charge nurse called to me. “There's someone here to see you.”

Lydia and Jane rarely visited me at work, and if they did, it was always at lunchtime so I could buy them cafeteria food. I knew it wasn't them, and despite my dreams, I knew that Mr. Darcy would never show up here.

I sighed, hit save, closed my screens, and went to see who wanted me. Maybe it was a former patient. Those always made my day.

It was not a patient.

I came to the entrance of the unit to find a woman in an expensive pantsuit and a mean look on her face waiting for me. She looked like