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But then, my mind drifted back to the nurse I had met earlier.
Despite her attempt to avoid my gaze, her features seemed familiar to me.
I couldn't shake the feeling that there was some kind of connection between us, but I pushed the thought aside for now.
My focus was on making sure my father was as comfortable as possible to prevent the flare-up of another heart attack.
While I harbored doubts about my intentions for wanting the nurse by my father's side, I recognized that his well-being was my priority.
I was torn between wanting to keep my feelings in check and asking for what I believed was best for my father.
The gravity of the situation was overwhelming, and I knew I had to set aside my hesitation and reveal my true motives.
Ultimately, my father's comfort and care were more important than my vulnerability and pride.
“We will provide a nurse that can monitor your father constantly, although this will require the nurse to live in your house so she can easily tend to your father.” Dr. Evans said.
“That is not a problem.” I agreed without hesitation since it was already in line with my thoughts
“I only want the best nurse for my father.”
“Of course. We wouldn’t have it any other way.” Dr. Evans assured me.
“What about that nurse you called for in the room, Angela?” I said in feigned nonchalance.
With a newfound conviction, I voiced my request, my voice coming out steadily.
"I would like her to be my father's bedside nurse," I said, my words carrying the weight of my earnest desire.
"I will believe in your judgment and faith in her ability to provide compassionate care during this period of recovery."
Dr. Evans went silent, contemplating my request.
After a brief moment, Dr. Evans stepped forward, a compassionate smile on his face.
"Dante, I have considered your proposal, and we believe it is an excellent idea," he affirmed.
"Angela's expertise and dedication make her the perfect candidate to provide your father with the care he deserves."
Angela. Was she truly the one?
The mention of Angela brought back memories of three years ago.
Relief washed over me like a gentle wave, soothing the anxieties that had plagued me.
I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.
It was a small comfort, but it was something.
I knew my father would want to spend his last days at home, surrounded by the people he loved.
“I will inform her. Let’s go to my office while we wait for her.” He suggested, and I nodded my head.
As he made his way to the office, he spotted a nurse and dispatched her to summon Angela.
Just hearing her name filled me with anticipation, wondering if it was mere coincidence or fate.
Memories of the confusion I had felt when she disappeared from my life came rushing back.
