Daisy's POV

The next morning, despite the persistent pain in my knee, I forced myself to report to the hospital as usual. As I walked through the hallway, I greeted some colleagues I used to be on good terms with, but they all avoided making eye contact, whispering to each other in a way that felt like needles piercing my back.

I bit my lower lip awkwardly, suspecting that this must be fallout from yesterday.

As soon as I reached the locker room, Eileen called out ...