Davina's POV

“Isn’t it time for your visit?”

Elena glanced over at the clock hanging above the cavernous two-door refrigerator.

“I-I can’t.” I shook my head, ignoring the plate of gnocchi that she had just shoved in front of me.

“Listen.” Elena fixed me with that bold, direct stare of hers. “I know that people put doctors on some kind of pedestal. But the fact is, they’re only human. And they’re as prone to error as the rest of us.”

I blinked at her. “I’m ...