All The Ways We Bleed (The White Coat Chronicles: After Hours 1)
The White Coat Chronicles: After Hours 1
"Behind every white coat lies a secret, a scar, or a sin."
They said I was too much-until they needed me to save them.
Two years ago, I walked out of St. Illaria in heels and silence-blood on my coat, fire in my chest, and no one brave enough to meet my eyes. They rewrote me into a cautionary tale. A whisper. A woman who cracked.
Now I'm back.
Not for redemption.
For reckoning.
The halls still hum with the same condescension, the same hierarchy stitched into white coats like armor. But the scalpel still fits in my hand. The ghosts still know my name. And there's one man who doesn't look away.
They think I came back to survive.
But I remember every cut they made.
And this time-
I'm the one holding the blade.