Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"Did Jules send you over?" Dr. Ray's eyebrows knit even tighter. What was that guy thinking? He slammed the list back onto his desk, clearly annoyed.

...

Monday.

The medical lab called, asking Flora to report in. Flora and her counselor took leave and hurried over to the lab. Three others joined her two guys and a girl. The lab had specified they wear lab coats and masks, so they all showed up masked.

But even with masks on, some people just have that presence that grabs your attention. Like Flora. She walked up slowly, wearing a lab coat and surgical mask. She was slender, with a pale complexion and a unique aura that made you take notice.

And her skin was so fair. The other girl, too, found her gaze drifting to Flora, noticing her slender, fair neck. Her

of mocking remarks. Over time, she had developed a bit of

a list, looking at the four standing at the door. "Let me just check

up a bit, revealing her very white wrist. He looked away

morning responsibly showing Flora and the others around the lab. Some senior members passed by, nodding slightly as a greeting. The

messaged Shawn the night before, asking not to be assigned Flora. They felt she would only hold them back, being just a freshman with a lot of coursework still ahead and probably not much

Shawn sighed.

their tasks. Shawn, too, had plenty to do and couldn't focus on Flora for now. He couldn't give her any