I thought I’d left her behind. I thought time, a new name badge, and a different hallway would protect me. But the second I saw her chart, the past ripped straight into the present. The bully from my childhood, lying in my hospital bed, smiling like she never stopped. I braced for impact, but the real shock was still comin… Continues… I stood there in my scrubs, the responsible adult I’d worked so hard to become, while she tried to drag me back into being that scared, cornered girl. Every shift felt like a test I hadn’t studied for—her soft...
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