Blanche's POV
The next day marked the time since I'd arrived in that small town—and the day I could finally head back to Oakwood.
Mr. Dixon threw a small farewell party at the school to thank me.
I hated goodbyes, but that's how life works—every chapter ends so another can begin.
I drove back to Oakwood and stopped by Blissfield Villa to collect what still had meaning, then packed everything up and had it sent to the Callum Mansion.
I'd lived in Blissfield Villa for years—enough to fill a moving truck—but I only took what truly counted.
At least leaving the Jacob family didn't leave me homeless.
The next morning, I arrived at the hospital early.
The director had surgery on his schedule and asked if I'd assist.
I was scrubbing in, hands under the rushing water, when a surprised voice came from beside me. "Blanche?"
I was in scrubs with my mask and cap on, only my eyes showing. I turned toward the voice, blinking once before recognition hit. "Demetrius?"
