"Give her nitroglycerin if she feels the pain again," Diana instructed a nurse as she handed over a file.

After tending to her patient, Diana walked out of the cabin, a tired expression etched on her face. Her neck ached, and the idea of a massage lingered as a tempting solution.

Moving wearily, she opened her cabin door, intending to retreat to her room for some much-needed rest. However, her plans were interrupted as she spotted Ben standing there with a cake.

"Ben," she ...