The Weight of Absence

Thalia’s POV

Pushing my chair back from the desk, I stood up and started gathering my medical files to head home early. Since I hated leaving a cluttered workspace behind, I sorted the folders by the color of their jackets and slid them neatly into their respective racks before glancing up at the wall clock.

“Ugh!” I groaned under my breath, frustrated by how painfully slow the shift was draggin