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This was what I thought yesterday when Wayne was rushed inside the hospital, bleeding. I knew I had seen him before. Taking a closer look at him, I realized that he was the man I met at the supermarket on Saturday.

Fear drew across my face as I hurriedly asked the nurses to take him to the X-ray room. I switched positions with Doctor Clark just to attend to him. Everyone wondered why I wanted to treat him since I had a handful of patients to take care of already. They couldn’t understand, and I did not bother to explain.

I know it has to be fate that brought us together like this again.

“How are you feeling today?” I ask him, a broad smile drawn across my face.

“I feel better, thanks to you,” he smiles back.

“Mm, so, do you live here?” I decide to engage him in a conversation as I dress his wound.

“Yeah, I do,” he responds, nodding.

“That’s beautiful and unique. Wow,” I flash Wayne a small glance.

“You think so? You think it’s beautiful and unique?” he implores, squinting his eyes.

“Haha, yes, it is. This is the life that many people wish for – the peace and serenity,” I explain.

“Oh, really? That’s new. Mm, I’ve never really heard a lot of people tell me living in the mountains is ‘beautiful’,” he says, quoting the beautiful with his fingers.

“In my personal opinion, it is.”

I finish dressing his wound. It looks better now, and I’m glad to see he’s healing well.

“How about you? Do you like it here?”

“Well,” I pack the medical kits back in the box. “I’m not sure yet. I just moved, I’ve not seen a lot of this place. But I’m sure I’ll like it.” I smile at him.

“I’m sure you will like it,” he agrees.

“Hm, you should rest, I have to go.” I pat his shoulder gently before walking out.

“Doctor Newman,” one of the nurses calls me as I step out of the emergency room.

I turn around to face her, “Yeah?”

“Do you like that man?” she questions in a quiet tone.

A small frown builds on my face. In the little time I have spent here, I’ve noticed that Nurse Alice loves prying into other people’s businesses.

“Are we supposed to hate our patients, or what do you mean?” I frown at her.

“Oh, that’s not what I mean. I mean, do you like him? Like personally, as a man,” a creepy smile forms on her face.

“Why are you even asking me this?” I smirk before walking away.

She follows me. “You know Wayne is a really good man. I’ve known him for quite a while. I’m sure you see it too, he’s handsome. And I tell you, he has a decent personality. I’m not—”

“Nurse Alice,” I turn around sharply.

“Yes, what I’m saying is—”

“Get back to work!” I shun her before walking away from the spot.

A loud exhale drops from my lips as I observe the patients in the Intensive Care Unit from where I stood. There are a lot of them, this hospital has more patients than I imagined.

“Thanks for your help. They are healing fine.”