Alora’s POV

I arrived at Phoebe’s, and met her in the kitchen, digging into leftover pasta straight from the pan.

Immediately she saw me, she ran to me and enveloped me in a hug.

“That’s my celebrity doctor,” she squealed.

“I’m so proud of you”

“Thank you” I replied, hugging her in return.

I looked up at her. “You look suspiciously chipper,” I said, raising a brow.

She smiled up at me. “I have news.”

I leaned against the kitchen counter. “You always have ...