Chapter 24
THE LINE WE CROSSED
Mara's POV
I arrived at the hospital earlier than usual with hopes that the quiet halls would steady my mind. Even the scent of disinfectant that clung to virtually everything still couldn't hide the mask of sour taste rising at the back of my throat.
What the hell was all this?
I walked through a hallway, using the walls by the side as support and counting breaths until the nausea passed.
"This is getting harder to hide," I muttered to myself. But I couldn't quit. No, not when I'd fought this hard to get here.
"Mara?" A familiar voice called from behind me, followed by footsteps. I turned around just in time to see the brightened fade of Dr Bernard.
"Good morning Doctor–"
"Thank goodness you're here this early," he broke in, now standing right
