«Take care of the drunk, maybe he’ll marry you!» — shouted the senior nurse. But no one could imagine WHAT would happen in a minute…

“I have business, affairs, obligations.” Emily felt something unpleasant squeeze her heart. Of course, she knew that he would not stay here.

But for some reason the thought that he would leave was unpleasant. For long, — she asked, trying to make her voice sound calm. “I don’t know,” — he admitted honestly.

Emily turned away to the window, watching as street lights float by. “I am not asking you to wait for me,” softly said David, “but I want you to know.” He fell silent.

Emily turned to him, waiting for continuation. “I will not forget you.” She felt chills run down her spine…

They drove in silence, but it was not awkward silence. But silence full of unspoken words. When he dropped her off at home, Emily already knew that this is not the end.

She looked after him when he left, and for the first time in a long time understood that her life would no longer be the same. A month passed. Emily tried not to think about him.

Life in the hospital went on as usual, endless shifts, patients, documents, fatigue, short breaks between calls, everything was the same as before, except for the emptiness inside. She did not wait for him. But every time someone entered the department, her heart involuntarily froze.

Every time a call rang from an unfamiliar number, she held her breath for a moment. But he did not appear. And now, on that day when Emily finally convinced herself that life had returned to its former course, everything changed.

She was sorting documents at the post, when suddenly noise sounded in the corridor. Dull male voices, hurried steps, muffled whispering. “What happened?,” yes here, began that, but suddenly fell silent, wide opening her eyes.

Emily frowned. And felt someone’s presence behind her back. She slowly turned around.

And froze. He. David.

He stood before her, in a perfectly fitting dark blue suit, reservedly smiling. Behind his back were two men in strict suits, probably bodyguards. But Emily looked only at him.

At the one whom she did not wait for, but thought about every day. And most of all she was struck by what he held in his hands. A huge bouquet of scarlet roses.

A wave of silence rolled down the corridor. Even those who mocked earlier, now did not dare to utter a word. Susan Thompson, who stood at the post, from surprise even did not immediately find what to say.

Emily felt her fingers grow cold, but warmth spread inside. He came. He did not forget…