Adorable Her

Jeffrey sat at the small hospital desk, his notepad open in front of him, pen moving swiftly as he expanded on the notes from that morning's meeting. He couldn't afford to forget a single detail.

He had already scribbled so much—frantic, shorthand reminders that now needed proper structure. Every piece of information mattered. He needed to make sense of it all before handing it over to Noel.

Finally… finally, things were coming together.

He could protect her.

He could actually help her.

That single thought made his heart settle, even if just for a moment.

As he underlined the last note, a gentle voice pulled him from his focus.

"You should change, dear," an old nurse said kindly.

Jeffrey looked up and for the first time, really saw her nametag. Berta.

She had been checking on him often, but he had been too distracted to pay attention.

Berta's eyes softened as she looked him over. "That suit is covered in blood."