登入Camila's POVSunday mornings are dangerous.For the first time in what feels like forever, nobody is rushing to the hospital, no reporters are waiting outside the gate, and no emergency phone calls interrupt breakfast.The Malibu estate is unusually peaceful.Soft music drifts through the open windows while sunlight spills across the dining room, and somewhere in the kitchen Mrs. Harper is arguing with the chef over the proper amount of butter."I heard that," the chef calls."I wanted you to," Mrs. Harper answers without missing a beat.I laugh into my coffee.Alejandro looks up from the newspaper."What?""Nothing.""You laughed.""I did.""So something happened.""You'll survive not knowing.""I doubt it."Mrs. Harper appears carrying pancakes."You two are exhausting before nine in the morning.""We've barely spoken," Alejandro says.She snorts."Exactly."I look at her."What does that mean?""It means married people argue before breakfast."Alejandro folds his newspaper."I wasn
Alejandro's POVHospitals are strange places. People cry, people laugh, and sometimes people even fall in love. Apparently, they're also where perfectly reasonable people discover they're capable of completely irrational jealousy. I realize that the moment I step out of the elevator and hear Camila laughing. It isn't the gentle, polite laugh she gives nervous patients or worried families, but something warmer, freer, and completely unfiltered. Before I even think about what I'm doing, I'm already following the sound.She is standing near the nurses' station with Dr. Ethan Ross, the cardiologist I met briefly a few weeks ago.He's saying something while flipping through a patient chart.Camila laughs again and lightly nudges his arm.He laughs too.That's all.Nothing inappropriate or romantic. Nothing worth reacting to.So naturally, I hate it."They're discussing Mrs. Donnelly's attempt to bribe me with homemade cookies."Dylan's voice appears beside me.I don't even look at him
Camila's POVMonday mornings in the emergency department never believe in mercy.The waiting room is already overflowing before my shift officially begins, two ambulances arrive less than five minutes apart, and somebody yells for trauma room three before I've even managed to drink my coffee.In other words, everything is perfectly normal."Reyes!" Brian calls while pushing a stretcher past me. "Welcome back to civilization.""I was gone for three days, not three years.""It felt like three years."Karen walks by carrying patient files."He's being dramatic.""I'm always dramatic," Brian replies proudly. "It's part of my charm."Karen doesn't even look at him."It's really not."Laughter ripples through the nurses' station as everyone dives back into work, and despite the endless alarms and organized chaos, I find myself smiling.I've missed this place.However, it doesn't miss me enough to let me eat lunch.By one o'clock I've treated eight patients, helped stabilize two trauma cases
Alejandro's POVRain starts just before breakfast.The kind that slams against the floor-to-ceiling windows like it has a personal grudge against the Malibu estate.I watch another wave of water crash across the terrace."There goes my morning meeting."Mrs. Harper doesn't even look up from arranging flowers."There goes everyone's morning."She isn't wrong.Within minutes, my assistant calls to cancel every meeting, the hospital notifies Camila that Maria's therapy has been postponed until tomorrow, and Santiago happily announces that nobody is leaving the house.He looks entirely too pleased."I've always liked rainy days.""Of course you have," I mutter.Twenty minutes later, Mrs. Harper claps her hands in the middle of the kitchen."Since nobody can escape, we're baking."Camila immediately points at herself."Oh, I love baking."Mrs. Harper smiles. "Wonderful."I glance at Camila."You know how?"She gives me a confident look."I've watched enough videos."That isn't the answer I
Camila's POVI don't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see the faded photograph and the sentence written across the back.By the time I arrive at St. Matthew's Medical Center, I've convinced myself there has to be a reasonable explanation because I refuse to believe the alternative.The familiar smell of antiseptic greets me as I step off the elevator onto Maria's floor. Nurses smile when they see me, a few wave, and someone calls out, "Morning, Camila!" but today I barely manage a smile in return.Apparently, I'm not as good at pretending as I thought.Lena studies my face for three seconds before crossing her arms. "Okay, who do I need to fight?" Despite myself I laugh, but she doesn'
Alejandro's POVSomewhere along the way, the Malibu estate stopped feeling like a house.It started feeling like home.I don't know exactly when it happened.Maybe it was the morning Camila argued with the chef because he insisted pancakes counted as a balanced breakfast.Maybe it was the afternoon she somehow convinced half the gardening staff to teach her how to trim the roses.Or maybe it was the simple fact that every evening, without thinking about it, I found myself looking for her before anyone else.Whatever the reason, things had changed.The morning starts with the smell of coffee d
Camila's POVThe next morning begins with my phone exploding.Messages, calls, notifications. By the time I open my eyes, the screen is lighting up every few seconds.Something is very wrong.My stomach tightens as I sit up in the uncomfortable waiting room chair and unlock my phone.The first arti
Alejandro's POVThe panic in the nurse's voice is enough to send Camila running before anyone can say another word, and I follow immediately because the look on her face tells me she's seconds away from falling apart.Within minutes, doctors and nurses flood Maria Reyes's room for the second time t
Camila's POV"Your mother just collapsed."For a second, the words don't make sense, and then everything happens at once as panic crashes into me so hard I can barely breathe."What?" The word tears out of me as I stumble forward. "What happened?"The nurse is already running back down the hallway,
Alejandro's POV"What exactly is so funny?"The moment the words leave my mouth, the entire table goes silent.Good, because judging by the expression on Camila's face, whatever happened before I arrived wasn't funny at all.Several women suddenly become very interested in their drinks,others avoid







