Chapter 38

Clara

I pulled in a deep inhale, squared my shoulders, and stepped through the door into the hospital. As a doctor this time, not a patient. Back where I should be—but still, my heart raced as the familiar hum of the lobby washed over me.

Could I really just return to my life as if nothing had happened—Dante’s betrayal, the kidnapping, the gunshot … And as I strode through the lobby, I realized I’