Three years later, Ethan found himself in the same on-call room where all of it had started, except this time he was there for the wrong reasons entirely, waiting nervously outside while Jessy delivered someone else's baby down the hall.He hadn't planned it this way. He'd meant to wait for her at home, ring already tucked into his coat pocket for the third night running, working up the nerve to ask a question he'd been circling for months. But her shift had run long, an unexpected complication with a delivery, and he'd found himself walking the same hallway he used to walk a lifetime ago, drawn back to the on-call room out of some sentimental instinct he hadn't fully examined until he was already standing in the doorway.The room looked exactly the same. Same narrow bed, same thin blanket, same faint smell of antiseptic that had somehow, over the years, become one of his favorite smells in the world simply because of what it had come to represent.Jessy found him there a little past
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