When Hearts Heal

Chapter 3

The first few mornings were tough having to wake up knowing there wouldn't be a good morning text waiting for me on my phone. But, as time went on I remembered that 9/10 mornings I was the one to text him first, and that really makes you wonder... 

I got up, made my bed, and went downstairs to get breakfast. Nothing really feels the same after a breakup, or maybe that's just me exaggerating. But I swear, even the smell of burnt toast reminded me of him because that's the way he liked it. Charred, black, and bitter, kind of like his love for me. 

I sat on the couch, connecting Netflix to my TV to watch the next episode of Gilmore Girls as I realized that I had a lot more in common with Rory than I thought. I mean, look at the way she fell for Dean and then how it all ended, and how the rest of her romantic relationships went after that. She was never quite the same again and yet still managed to keep Dean in her heart through it all. I guess in my current state, I would much rather be a Lorelai and step into my boss babe era and not give Jared the satisfaction of seeing me shed a tear. 

Halfway through the episode, I decided I should probably start getting ready for work. I put my plate in the sink and grabbed my Winnie the Pooh scrubs from the dryer before making my way to work. 

"You know your shift doesn't start for another 15 minutes right?" Katie - my work bestie- noted while I laced up my shoes. 

"Yeah well, since being single I have nothing to do just sitting around so I'd rather be here looking after our babies than listen to another Taylor Swift song," I answered back, swiping my access card to enter the NICU ward. 

"I know being single sucks, but you also got to feel your emotions, Adeline. You can't pretend that it's not there." 

"I know Kate, I'm a nurse too. You don't have to tell me how to deal with a loss. I'm not a patient." I snapped back before realizing how harsh that was. But, before I could turn around and apologise Katie moved on to a patient. Dang, that made me feel like crap. I knew she was only trying to help, but for the last 2 months since Jaden and I's break up it just feels like everyone and their mother have something to say to me about how and when I should deal with this. But, I also know I shouldn't have snapped at her like that. 

"Truce?" I asked, handing Katie a latte at the nurses' station. 

She smiled that warm Katie smile and repeated "Truce." back to me, taking the coffee. "You're lucky I love you." She noted. 

"Oh, believe me, I know." 

"Well then, consider this a peace offering," Katie said smugly as she handed me a pile of paperwork that needed to be filled out. 

"New babies?" I asked defeated while already knowing the answer. 

"Yup, you can insert that into our database." She answered, taking a sip of the latte I walked two flights of stairs to get her. 

"Don't we have a resident to do that?" I begged, hoping to get out of it. 

"Do I look like the hiring manager ?" She asked sarcastically placing another folder on the pile before walking away almost as if in victory. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my job. But, I'd much rather be in the NICU ward looking after our patients than doing paperwork that a 1st-year resident could've done. Although, I did owe her for my little blow-up earlier...so I swallowed my pride and got started.