Chapter 17

Taylor’s POV

The days at the hospital seemed to blend, a whirlwind of patients, procedures, and paperwork. Amidst the chaos, I couldn’t help but notice the subtle shifts in Doctor Maverick’s behavior. He had always been friendly and supportive, but lately, there was an underlying tension whenever our paths crossed. I could sense his desire to reach out, to connect, but something held him back.

Unable to ignore the growing curiosity, I made up my mind. It was time for me to take the first step, to bridge the gap that had formed between us. I mustered up my courage and approached Doctor Maverick during a brief lull in our busy schedules.

“Hey, Maverick,” I called out, my voice filled with a mix of apprehension and determination. He turned toward me, surprise and curiosity flickering in his eyes.

“Taylor,” he greeted me, his tone warm but tinged with a hint of uncertainty. “How are you holding up?”

He reached out and gently placed a hand on my arm,