Chapter 11

Taylor’s POV

The morning sun cast a warm glow over the hospital courtyard as I made my way to the entrance, ready to start another day of rounds.

As I walked briskly, lost in my own thoughts, I suddenly found myself face to face with Doctor Maverick, who stood there with his signature smile.

“Good morning, Taylor!” he greeted me cheerfully. “How are you today? Did you sleep well?”

I returned his greeting with a nod, appreciating his friendly demeanor. “Morning, Maverick. Yes, I slept alright. How about you?”

He chuckled softly. “Ah, the life of a perpetually happy doctor. Can’t complain, my friend. Can’t complain. But I heard there was quite a dinner gathering last night. How did it go?”

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to share. The events of the previous night were still fresh in my mind, and I didn’t want to fuel any unnecessary gossip or speculation. However, knowing Doctor Maverick’s genuine concern for me, I decided to gi