Page 27 of Heal Me

"And how is it? " I ask him when we go.

"What?"

"To live in a world where everyone is in love with you," a smile spreads on my face.

"Pretty good."

He looks me up and down with his brown eyes.

"What is it, Ami? Are you jealous?"

"There is no such word in my dictionary."

"Oh," he laughs and hugs me by the waist. "Young lady, jealous," he leans to my ear and whispers. "Just don't be too jealous, because now your watch will ring again and scare all the patients."

"Let go of me, Bondar" I push his hand away from my waist, but he just laughs.

Well, how can someone be so annoying. But, he's right, the few seconds his arm was around me was enough to make my heart beat faster. I better not wear a watch when I'm on shift with this jerk.

Handsome jerk, my brain notices.

His brown hair is styled today, his face is perfectly shaved and you can enjoy his sharp cheekbones. His smile, as always, shines.

Yes, Ami, gather your thoughts. This is the last person you should be thinking about.

Twenty minutes later, Danylo goes to boss-doc, oh God, to Mr Jonson, and I go to the reception.

"Hi,"

"Hi, how are you?" I said to another intern.

Sonya is in her fifth year, plans to be a neurosurgeon, has been on her internship for almost two months now, and I think she is an extremely smart girl.

Today, her blonde hair is in a high ponytail, her green eyes are highlighted with black eyeliner, but not too much, and her thin red lips are covered with lip balm.

"It's necessary to file all these papers today and transfer them to the archive," Sonya points to a stack of papers.

"Oh, okay," I nod.

An hour passes, and during this time we did not have time to transfer even half of the documents.

"I'm so tired," I moan and take another stack.

"Excuse me," someone rings the bell and I raise my head.

"Good afternoon, how can I help?"

"I'm looking for Danylo," says a woman.

Her face is filled with Botox, her hands show a new manicure, and her hair is probably recently dyed dark brown.

"I'm sorry, but who are you to him?"

"Does it matter?"

"Danylo is currently busy, he will not be able to come to you." "Then I will sit down here and wait for him, I can, right?" she smiles. "Of course," I nod and return to my seat.

I look at Sonya, waiting for her to say something, but she just shrugs her shoulders.

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