O PORRE 2

Chapter 195: Sorry, I’m Late

Chapter 195: Sorry, I’m Late

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

I hadn’t returned to the Riverside Medical Center for a while. The head nurse and three on–duty pack nurses in

the department looked quite surprised when they saw me.

“Healer Elena, you’re back?” one of them asked, her eyes widening with recognition.

I nodded, forcing a smile despite the exhaustion weighing on my shoulders. “Is Professor Hugo there?”

The nurse shook her head apologetically. “Dr. Ashworth and Dr. Fisher have gone out, but Dr. Jane Ports is

in.”

“Thank you,” I replied, already heading toward the office.

I needed to see David as soon as possible. The guilt of leaving him alone for so long gnawed at my

conscience like a persistent ache.

I found Jane Ports hunched over her desk, intently writing a prescription for a patient. Her concentration was

so complete that she didn’t notice someone had entered the room.

I lightly coughed to announce my presence.

Jane looked up, initially stunned by my appearance. Then she leaned back in her chair with a knowing smirk.

“Well, look who finally decided to come back?” she said, her tone carrying both relief and mild accusation.

I shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. “I couldn’t find a way back,” I explained awkwardly.

Jane’s eyebrows shot up with amusement. “I thought you were reconciling with your ‘soon–to–be severed

mate‘ Marcus.”

She made air quotes with her fingers, her expression teasing. “Planning to say goodbye to Riverside City and not dissolve your mate bond after all?”

“I have no intention of leaving Riverside City,” I retorted immediately, my voice sharper than intended.

The very suggestion made my stomach clench with anxiety. This place had become my sanctuary, my escape from the suffocating politics of the Northern Territory.

“Rachel Thompson already informed me about your foster brother

some files. “I can take you

office together, walking through the familiar corridors of the medical center. The antiseptic smell and soft lighting felt comforting after days in the sterile luxury of

condition?” I

mood isn’t good. Rachel said he’s

at me with concern. “Dr. Fisher

195. Sony,

Sophia Rivers.”

tightened at the mention of

statement,” Jane

prove it!”

nothing less from Sophia.

ceased to amaze me.

so she’s naturally fearless,” I said slowly, my voice

resignation.

initially realized. Sophia’s network of allies seemed to

corner of our community.

Medicine Ward, and Jane led me

window, I could see him sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the

of the window, his posture radiating loneliness

sharp pang of heartache pierce through

saw David

we shared through Patricia’s

walked toward him

the sound, David turned to look at me. A flicker of emotion sparked in his otherwise

his wheelchair, meeting his gaze at eye level.

came out thick with emotion. Guilt crashed over me like a tidal

eyes immediately. His lips trembled as if he had a thousand words to say

couldn’t find his voice.

grunts came

wheelchair armrests.

agitation, I quickly reached out to comfort him. “It’s okay, I’m here! David, I won’t leave

promise seemed to break something inside him. David burst into

suppressed for so long.

of his sobbing filled the

e had

embraced him gently, holding him as Patricia used to

force of his grief.

it’s alright,” I whispered, stroking his hair.

took his moonlight herb medication, exhaustion finally claimed him. His breathing evened out as the healing properties of the medicine took

until he fell into a peaceful sleep before quietly

was waiting for me in the corridor, her expression concerned.

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