Page 26 of Heal Me

"Good morning, everyone." Bondar appears.

Today he looks fresher than yesterday. He has coffee in his hands, a bag on his shoulder, and he is dressed in black jeans and a white T-shirt. Danylo approaches the reception desk, one of the nurses smiles at him and twists her hair on her finger, and the other hands out papers for him to sign in.

Eventually, his look falls on me.

He nods at me, looks me up and down. My blue pants have already managed to get dirty, and the blue T-shirt looks even worse. It feels like I couldn't find a rag and decided to wash the floor with my uniform.

"You'd better change your clothes before boss-doc notices you like this."

I purse my lips and nod, turn and go to the staff room.

Luckily, I have a spare uniform, so I take off my clothes and throw them in the clothes' basket.

"This is the second time I see you in only your underwear, darling," Danylo opens the door.

I cover up.

"You need to consider, maybe you are a pervert, Bondar?

He just smiles and starts changing. I don't look at him. I almost don't look.

But it's hard not to notice a guy with a height of almost one hundred and ninety centimetres and, probably, ninety kilograms weight.

In the last two years that I have met different men, he is the first one whose body caught my attention.

But I know that nothing will come of it. With us. With me. I just can't love. I don't feel anything around men. And to be honest, it also hurts.

Sometimes I want to feel at least something. Some impulse, some passion, attraction. But one day I promised myself that I would never fall in love again in my life, I would never know what love is again, I would never let it ruin me.

Again.

Danylo finally puts on his blue uniform, and I catch myself thinking that being a doctor suits him. He looks exactly like the hot doctors in the hospital tv shows.

"Today I will observe the operation, so if somebody asks, I will not be there."

"Do your fans get to you here too?"

He turns to me with a serious face and says nothing.

After that expression on his face, I no longer think that my joke was perfect. Although, you can't call it a joke.

Danylo is probably the first one who doesn't pay attention to my sharp remarks or strange jokes. And that makes me feel even worse.

"Save your jokes for someone else," he finally says and leaves.

"Save your jokes for someone else," I copy him. "Jerk."

I breathe in, once, twice, three times, check my heart rate on the watch, everything is fine, and leave.

"You come with me to check the patients," Danylo informs.

And how long ago did he become the head here?

"I will go because I want," I confirm.

"If you want to think so," he smirks

While he takes the necessary papers, I cringe at how the other nurses devour him with their eyes.

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