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Three months without putting any weight on my leg had taken their toll. The muscles in my right calf had shrunk so much that my leg looked almost like a stick."You're healing very well," said Andrew Rogers, the head of orthopedics, after studying my X-ray scans. "One more month of physical therapy, and you should be able to walk normally again."I nodded and slowly pulled myself to my feet, using the wall for support. The feeling of my foot touching the floor was strange, but it also felt reassuring.As I left the orthopedic department, I ran into a few coworkers in the hallway."Shane! Your cast is finally off?" Zara hurried over, her eyes lighting up. "That's wonderful! When are you coming back to work?""Probably next week. I want to finish my rehab first.""We'll be waiting for you!"I smiled.When I returned to the emergency department, I realized a lot had changed.The nameplate outside Lilian's office had been removed. An official seal was taped across the door. Across

I never missed a single day of physical therapy, not because I was afraid of being left with a limp, but because I did not want Dad to worry.By the time the hospital's annual awards ceremony came around, I had not planned on going. Tiffany practically dragged me there."You're definitely winning something this year. It'd be a shame if you missed it."She pulled me into the conference room, and we took seats in the very last row.Onstage, Howard was giving his speech. He talked about everything the hospital had accomplished that year, the dedication of the doctors and nurses, and the importance of patient safety.As I listened, my mind slowly drifted away. I thought about everything that had happened over the past year. Being reborn, surviving the car crash, breaking my leg, and confronting them outside the operating room all felt like scenes from someone else's life. Then came the forged signature, the tiny mole that unraveled the truth, Lilian being led away in handcuffs, and