Stuck in you

Rachel had been used to being called to the canteen by Celia every day that it became a habit. Without needing her reminder, she found that she forgot to have lunch.

Her stomach rumbled in response. She glanced at her watch only to see that it was already so late. "Did Celia forget to call me today?" she murmured to herself.

When she went to the nurse station to ask around, she found that Celia had transferred to the night shift. That was why she wasn't here today.

If Rachel remembered correctly, every time before their work schedules were to be posted, Celia would always pray that she wouldn't be transferred into the night shift. Now, it seemed that she even volunteered to trade her day shift.

Hearing them talk about Celia's generosity, she frowned. In fact, she had increasingly gotten more and more confused about the woman's decision that she didn't immediately leave after work. Instead, she sat in her office for a while and waited for the night shift to begin.

Once she heard Celia's voice echoing from the nurse station, she poked her head out. "Celia, come here."

"What's wrong?" The young woman motioned to the box of sushi. "I just bought this from the mall. Try it. It's delicious."

Rachel grabbed the salmon sushi and placed it in her mouth. It really was good. The salmon cut was smooth and fresh that it immediately melted on her tongue. The rice was also just right. After swallowing, she turned to her. "Did you really transfer to the night shift just so you could eat and shop?" She crossed her arms and leaned against the doorway.

Celia chuckled. "Aren't you smart?"

"Don't lie to me. Did something happen between you and Marcus? Do you want to move back?" Rachel asked.

Celia pretended to relax as she waved her hand, but even then, she continued to avoid her gaze. "It's really nothing. We didn't fight."

"But—" "I'm fine, really," she interrupted, changing the topic. "But there is something I wanted to ask you. Yesterday, I ran into Dr. Zhang in the supermarket. He said that you prescribed some medicine for me for a cough. I'm obviously not sick, so who did you prescribe it for?"

This time, it was Rachel's turn to avoid her eyes. "I just prescribed some cough medicine for a friend of mine."

"Who's the friend?"

"Just an ordinary friend. You don't know her," Rachel said hastily. "We have medical insurance in our cards, so we could be reimbursed for any medical expenses we incur. That's why she asked me to get some medicine for her."

Celia peered at her. "Really?"

"Yes, really."

Rachel arched her finger and tapped against Celia's head. She was afraid that if she asked any more questions, she didn't know how to respond. Besides, no matter how many times she tried to ask the younger woman about Marcus, she still wouldn't tell her anything.

Her plan failed.

home, she decided to ask Jack to ask Marcus about it. Maybe then,

and looked at the road behind there. Crowds of people

She didn't recognize anybody.

she continued to walk, she could feel someone following her

shiver shot down her

seconds had passed and a hand shot out from behind her, wrapping itself around

she tightened her grip around her bag and slammed it against the

expect somebody was

But when he suddenly grabbed her wrists, she opened

"What do you mean?"

hit me so hard that you probably

someone was

you ask

I was about to arrive, I saw you walk out. Although I was far away, you should've seen me while I was waving at you. When you didn't, I decided to meet

didn't see you."

about Celia that she had

sneakers. "My shoelaces got untied along the way. I guess I was squatting when you

was distracted. Is there

handed one to her. "My friend sent me two tickets for the opera

in deadlock ever since Bill had confessed

she used to. Even as she stared at him, she

need

"I mean, you're going home now, aren't you? Don't you want

in opera. Why don't you pull another friend to watch it with you?

sure it won't be a

a lot of friends here. Plus, Andy's the only one who has been there for me all this time. Do you

she caught sight of the expression on Bill's

do was sit on

stage. Their voices were like gentle lullabies lulling her to sleep. Finally, she found herself tilting her head and

gently caressed