“I didn't save the day. I just suggested an adjustment.”
“An adjustment that saved a woman's life.”
“Dr. Bree was the one doing the hard work,” I argued.
“But you saw the problem when she couldn't.” He looked at me. “That’s a big deal, Mireya.”
I thought about the patient and that split-second choice I made. I had proven to myself that I belonged in that room. My skills were real and undeniable.
“Yes,” I agreed. “It isn'tnothing.”
We stepped out of the hospital into the cool evening air. The city glowed against the fading sky, and something in my chest felt lighter than it had in months.
"Still on for seven?" Riven asked.
"Seven sharp."
"Your place?"
"Yes. But you're bringing food."
"Thai?"
“Definitely,” I confirmed. “And make sure to get those spring rolls I like.”
“The ones you promise to share but then eat all by yourself?”
"Exactly those," I laughed.
He gave me a genuine smile and pulled me in for one more kiss. This one felt like a promise of all the nights ahead. When we finally stopped, I was a little out of breath.
“I’ll see you tonight,” he said.
“See you tonight,” I agreed.
He walked to his car and I went to mine. As soon as I got inside, my phone buzzed with a message from him.
Riven
I love you.
It was simple and true. I typed back a message telling him to stop texting and drive safely.
Riven
You're bossy.
Mireya
And you love it.
Riven
I really do.
I smiled and started my car, driving toward my apartment knowing that tonight, and every night after, I was choosing him just as he was choosing me.
That was enough.
