❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
“Your guy, your patient is dead. I just came to tell you now. So all this was for nothing.”
Stopping in her tracks, Teddy felt her heart sink in her chest. A life she’d worked so hard to save… g o n e , just like that. Slowly turning to face him, she fixed Alex with a barely composed gaze: “No… no, it wasn’t for nothing. I gave him enough time to say goodbye to his family. It’s not much , but it’s s o m e t h i n g .
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