Fauna noticed it immediately. The way Cecilia's shoulders hunched lower and lower, the way her gaze fell to the ground, the spark that had once burned in her eyes now dimmed to a dull flicker.
Her confidence was unraveling with every passing second.
And that wasn't what Fauna wanted. Not at all.
"Cecilia." Fauna called gently.
The young woman flinched and looked up. Fauna gave her a small, knowing smile, one that was warm yet piercing, the kind that saw right through people.
"Don't tell me..." Fauna began softly. "...you're actually rethinking your decision as a doctor right now? You're not seriously thinking of abandoning everything you love because of one single mistake, are you?"
Cecilia stiffened. Her lips parted, but no words came out. She didn't need to answer, her silence said everything.
She had been thinking about it. She was considering quitting. The shame, the guilt, the emotional wreckage—it was too much.
