She walked away before I could respond.
That night, I entered the inheritance amount into my loan calculator. My balance disappeared, and for a moment, I imagined finally giving my parents a comfortable life.
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Then guilt set in.
The next morning, I called the lawyer and refused the inheritance.
I also called Nora, hoping she’d reconsider her complaint.
“Refusing it now proves nothing,” she said. “You got caught.”
I couldn’t convince her otherwise.
When I arrived at the hospital, my supervisor, Dr. Patel, was waiting for me.
“Your patients have been reassigned. I need your badge.”
She reminded me that marrying a patient crossed a professional boundary, even though I’d transferred her care.
“Am I losing my job?” I asked.
“That’s what the review has to determine.”
I handed over my badge.
At home, I finally opened Alicia’s handwritten note.
