I knew he had done it on purpose.Yvonne was wearing a champagne-colored gown. The moment Jeremiah sat beside her, her face bloomed into a dazzling smile.The two of them quickly began discussing a recent difficult case. As they spoke, they leaned closer without noticing, voices lowering, shoulders almost touching.Watching them laugh and chat, I was suddenly reminded of medical school. Back then, I used to discuss cases with him the same way.In those days, he listened patiently to every idea I shared. He celebrated every correct judgment I made as if it were his own.Now the light in his eyes belonged to someone else.I stood up, ready to leave, when Jeremiah suddenly called after me. "Queenie, we haven't finished eating."I let out a cold laugh. "Dr. Luthenstein, you and Dr. Zimmerman seem perfectly entertained. I won't interrupt."With that, I turned and walked away.Behind me, Marcus' mocking voice drifted over. "Dr. Holloway is still so aloof. No wonder Jeremiah would—"
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