Chapter 95

Danica’s POV

I had only fifteen hours until my next important surgery and I’ve never been more engrossed in the preparation than I am right now. Maybe it was just my way of shutting out the doubts that lingered for the past few days.

Whatever this unwavering focus means, it doesn’t matter as long as I save my patient. As long as Alexander gets to smile genuinely again. As long as I get to help him get over that obvious guilt that was always present in his piercing orbs. As long as I don’t let him down.

And that was why, even when my lids grew heavy with exhaustion, I still pushed at my limits countless times until an inevitable migraine grew.

I squeezed my eyes shut and pried them open again with more force than required. “Get it together, Dani. Nothing must go wrong,” I scolded myself mentally and tried to focus my heavy eyes onto the screen of my laptop. But then I caught the unmistakable hem of Alexander’s coat and those majestic shoes.

My gaz