EVELARAThe next few days went by in a blur with heavy and non-stop shifts. Even though it was tiring, I loved healing people. It wasn't a profession to me; it was my core, my identity.But dreams, those are high, come with a price, and in my case, I'm paying each day the moment I've stepped into Valtherion… Alongside my passion, my tireless dedication to work had hoped the whispers would die soon, but—they didn't do much.That didn't demotivate me in any sense, though. I avoided their side-eyes, intentional taunts, and sarcasms. And thankfully, I had Carolina beside me all the time…“Done,” I muttered with finality as I completed stitching one young boy's arm who had come here after a road accident. He hadn’t yet got his wolf, so the wound had to be stitched properly and would heal like a human.“Thanks, Miss healer.” He said, stretching an aching smile at me.“Don’t worry, you'll be fine.” I ruffled his head before his father took him away.Sighing deeply, I took a look around and th
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