Except that you’re single now.
Completely single now.
I shook my head.
The devil on my shoulder decided to whisper again.
Just think about it, Anna.
Single.
In a hotel.
I grabbed my bag and took out the files I brought.
Just to review notes.
To read something.
I also turned on the TV.
A quick scroll and I found some police show to watch.
I gazed at the screen as three detectives debated their next move.
I can tell you your next move here…
The voice in my head kept tempting me.
Then came a much more logical voice.
You know you can’t do a thing here.
You’re being paid to be here.
To be a professional.
You’re a doctor!
Remember that.
Doesn’t matter if you’re single.
Doesn’t matter if he’s single.
Doesn’t matter if you’ve had a past.
Or that he just admitted that your past is the reason…
I needed a distraction.
And quick.
The detectives on the show weren’t cutting it.
Neither were the files on the bed.
From the corner of my eye I saw the bathroom door.