The morning after reading the letter, Elisa followed her usual routine at the hospital. But something in her was different.
Her gaze, deeper.
Her heart, restless.
And the memory of Eduardo... impossible to ignore.
She tried to focus on clinical cases, exams, surgeries—but his touch, the letter, those blue eyes staring at her as she left the hospital... everything pulsed forcefully within her.
So when she learned that Mr. Frederico Santos had scheduled a routine appointment with the hospital's cardiologist, she wasn't surprised.
She knew Eduardo would appear.
And he did.
Punctual. Elegant. Nervous.
Elisa saw him entering the reception with his grandfather, discreetly. Her body reacted before she could prevent it: a subtle shiver ran down her spine, her heart beat faster.
She tried to feign indifference, but he saw her.
And with a light... and shy... smile, he approached.
Good morning, doctor.
Mr. Castro. She responded, coldly.
And how is my... favorite ex-wife?
