I’ve been a nurse for six years now. Long shifts, aching feet, barely enough time to eat
—but I love it. It’s the one place where I feel like I truly matter.
Nobody cares what I look like, just that I do my job well.
But today? Today threw me back to a time I’d rather forget.
I walked into the ER room with my chart, barely glancing at the name.
“Alright, let’s see what we got—” Then I looked up. Robby Langston.
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