Chapter 21

Cora’s POV

The moment I stepped into the hospital, chaos met me head-on. The air buzzed with urgency — footsteps echoing, monitors beeping, the smell of disinfectant clinging to every breath. Interns dashed past with clipboards, nurses barked out instructions, and the tension felt almost physical, like it pressed down on my shoulders with every step I took.

Residency wasn’t what I expected. It wasn’t inspiring or graceful. It was war — against time, exhaustion, and your ...