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Chapter 311: Cora at Home

Cora

When I wake up it’s almost eight at night and I groan, realizing that my sleep schedule is

completely wrecked. I’m reminded, suddenly, of my years as a medical resident when this sort of thing was normal – sleeping all day, taking night shifts, living moment to moment rather than a steady, scheduled life.

And quite frankly, right now? That sounds really wonderful, compared against a whole night of empty hours in which I have nothing to do but… think.

Think about what I’m doing in my life, think about my career which has gone in a really weird direction, think about my relationship…s.

About a certain kiss in the woods.

About a sweet doctor who, apparently, wants to build a life with me.

I sigh and sit up, looking around at my sterile little apartment. I never really decorated, I realize as

I look around at the grey and beige furniture, the simple linens, the charmless curtains. Everything is functional and high quality but none of it is… me?

Or is it?

I frown at my space, thinking of Ella’s sweet home that – even though Sinclair picked out most of the furniture before she moved in – still sings Ella Ella Ella in every corner. It’s warm and sweet

and comfortable. What does my space say about me?

I mean, I’m an orphan – I never had any possessions or any control over the environments in

which I lived, so where would I have learned to decorate? I never had a mother to show me how

So where did Ella…

eyes at myself, sick, again, of being jealous of my

so happy she has what she wants in her life. But sometimes she’s just so….perfect. That it makes me

distraction from these disquieting- thoughts. But when I pick it up the first thing I see is one of

Hey, Cora – how did

You

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I know you were up all night but I’m worried

from you.

swipe the messages away and click through the

Roger. Not a peep. As I take a deep breath and check my email, another message from

home? I’m… I mean, this is a little pathetic, but I’m outside. Can you let

your apartment door…

twinges a little bit when I see that. Hank. He’s being so sweet and I’m…well, I’m not being fair to him, am I?

doesn’t even want – despite what might have passed between us last night, it doesn’t change anything. And there’s a man standing outside my door with mooshoo pork, dying to love

me? Quickly, I jump out of my bed and dash for

I get to it, I yank it open, hoping

going wide, accidentally dropping the large bag of Chinese on the little mail table I keep outside

cheerful. “I’m so sorry,” I continue, smiling at him, “I just woke up – we were up all night. It’s – I’m very sorry. I should have

says, giving me his rare, warm smile. “I get it

door frame and gesturing towards my

up a bit at the

He held down the fort at the little free clinic we both work at, seeing both prospective mothers as well as general ailments from humans and wolves who currently don’t have access to their

with some tricky cases. I watch Hank closely as he tells me his story, my eyes flicking over his handsome, serious face –

feel something twist in my stomach as I watch him, something that makes me…well, makes- me want to jump across the couch and kiss

asks, making me blink and focus on him. “Did

Hank,” I say, giving him an

little wink and reaching out to grab my hand, squeezing it a bit before sitting back. “I was just curious if you

and picking up a morsel. “But she doesn’t have any medical experience. Would she really be helpful there? I think that she would do anything – but she’s got a

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