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A week later

Elva's POV

I walked into the ward, looking dejected.

I'm leaving today.

I won't see the kids anymore.

The kids rushed to greet me happily.

'Good morning Elva" They greeted and I responded with a slight nod.

They aren't aware I will be leaving today.

I walked to my desk and dropped my bag, sitting down.

Why does it hurt so much.

They followed me down to my seat and they all stood in front ...