Maeve’s POVAnother half year slipped by like a soft breath in the wind.Leah and I became the senior leads. Amy and Adam finished their program and returned home. Jackson completed his program, too.The day he left, he found me beneath the old fig tree behind the hospital compound. He looked nervous for the first time since I’d met him.“Maeve,” he said gently. “I like you. But you don’t have to give me an answer now. I just wanted you to know I’m patient. But I’m also stubborn. Once I’ve set my heart on someone, I don’t give up easily. So take all the time you need… I’ll wait for you.”I didn’t give him an answer. But I didn’t say no, either.Not because I didn’t know how I felt—but because I did. Jackson was unlike any man I’d ever known. He was respectful, powerful, yet unassuming. He was steady in a way that felt like a harbor.I kinda like him…So we stayed in touch. He still dropped by the hospital when he could, lending a hand where needed. But most of the time, we just texted
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