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,

share of mocking remarks. Over time, she

out of the lab holding a list, looking at the four standing at

noticing how her sleeve slid up a bit, revealing her very white wrist. He looked away quickly. "Welcome to the medical lab. I'm Shawn,

the lab. Some senior members passed by, nodding slightly as a greeting.

Sister Darcy. Tan Song, you'll be with..." Shawn hesitated when he got to Flora. The news of a freshman joining the lab had spread, and all the seniors were reluctant to mentor her. They had even 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 hands- on experience with surgeries and

Shawn sighed. Flora nodded

their tasks. Shawn, too, had plenty to do and couldn't focus on