❛ i don't want to go to go think i'll make it worse,
everything i know brings me back to us. ❜
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❛ cousins felt like a second home to the brooke family, year after year they would return to the same place every summer. but this year felt diff...
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chapter fifty three — san francisco 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰:
Living in San Francisco was never a scenario I had envisioned for my life. The bustling city felt distant and foreign compared to my familiar surroundings in Boston. At first, the adjustment was challenging; I missed the comforting routines and the familiarity of home. However, as time passed, I found myself embracing our new life here, particularly with Liv by my side. She's been my anchor, grounding me when things suddenly didn't feel so clear.
Liv had a full day of classes on campus today, so I decided to take the opportunity to dust up on some of Dr Namazy's previous reports prior to her choosing the students for her internship. The campus cafe was heaving with both students and teachers alike who were either studying or taking a deserved break with friends.
"There you are." I whipped my head around to see Agnes's ginger locks of hair as she held two coffees in her hand, a bright smile on her face.
"Hey, Agnes." I chimed, pen still in hand as I glanced back at my pages.
"Are you studying? You know the year's over, right?" She scoffed, placing the mugs on the coffee table beside us and taking a seat of her own.
"Yeah-uh, It's a paper Dr. Namazy published last spring on critical care strategy." My throat felt hoarse as I spoke, "I wanted to be prepared since we were in the final round." A smirk appeared on my face watching her slightly confused glances.
"I don't know if that's your speed or if that's a me thing or-" I mocked, placing my hand on my chin. However, my mood quickly changed as she stuttered on her words:
"Yeah, um, about that."
"Did they announce who got it?" My heart was pounding at the thought of not making it through the final round. Then what would I do? This was my only shot, my only chance to get a taste of the field of medicine.
"They did."
"This suspense is killing me, Agnes-"
"Me."
I swallowed the lump in my throat as she spoke, a bittersweet feeling coursing through my veins, knowing that she had made it- I hadn't
I forced a weak smile onto my face, pushing away the dreaded feeling of defeat as I congratulated my friend for her position. My voice jumped up an octave as I high-fived her, a humble smile creeping in on her face as she leaned back in her chair.
"Um, oh, and you." She added.
It felt like whiplash as I lifted my head, my eyes widening as she nodded, "That's so messed up!" I scolded, pointing a finger in her face as she let out a laugh.
