Wearing White (On Hold)

Wearing White (On Hold)

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I’m a nursing student, he's a medicine student. We're the perfect pair, need I say more? People say nurses are made for engineers but I say nurses are made for doctors. Why? Because both wear white, both are in the medical field, both work side by side, and both are committed to saving lives thus the perfect couple, I mean, perfect duo. Since I was 5 years old, I've already planned my entire life. I’d become a successful nurse and I’d marry the man of my dreams, a doctor. Now, I’m in a nursing program in a prestigious university and since luck was always on my side, I met him, the guy who’ll turn that certain dream of mine into reality.
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