All Chapters of Reclaiming Her Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 44

Sylvia The sun had dipped low in the sky by the time I pulled into Violet’s driveway. The horizon was painted in soft streaks of gold and lavender, and a faint breeze danced through the jacaranda trees that lined the edge of her family’s compound.I grabbed the small bag of groceries from the passenger seat, ice cream (cookies and cream, of course), a bottle of strawberry syrup I didn’t really need, and a tub of fried rice I picked up just in case Violet had forgotten I was coming.Again.I rang the bell, stepping back slightly as the porch light flickered on. A second later, the door swung open.“Look who actually came bearing gifts,” Violet said, eyebrows raised as she took the bag from my hands. “You brought rice? Are you trying to make me look bad in front of my own kitchen?”“I just didn’t trust you,” I said, kicking off my flats at the entrance. “After that call, I was ninety-percent sure I’d show up and find you eating biscuits in bed.”She gasped in mock offense. “How dare y

Sylvia I arrived at the hospital early that morning, much earlier than usual. The city was still rubbing the sleep from its eyes, and the streets were quieter than I was used to. The air carried that soft hush that only exists before the world fully wakes up. As I approached the hospital, the building stood tall and serene against the pale morning sky, the entrance bathed in a calm golden hue from the rising sun.Inside, the halls echoed faintly with the soft, distant shuffle of nurses beginning their rounds and the occasional ding of elevators opening on empty floors. The scent of antiseptic hung faintly in the air, mingling with the comforting bitterness of the coffee I held in my hand, my first cup of the day, still hot, barely touched.I didn’t waste time with pleasantries or small talk. My footsteps were purposeful, echoing softly against the tiled floor as I made my way through the lobby and headed straight toward the Human Resources office. The administration wing was just beg