Inlove at first sight.

I wonder what it could be that you're thinking about that has seemed to occupy your thoughts completely." Phoebe wondered out loud while narrowing her gaze at me.

I shifted my gaze from her as I searched for my stethoscope, not ready to hear whatever she had concluded in her head.

"I wonder if it's about a certain secret admirer."

I struggled not to roll my eye when these words left her lips.

I picked up my stethoscope from the table.

"I hope you love the flowers, yours sincerely, the secret admirer" Pheobe read, her eye moving along the piece of paper.

"So tell me who is it?"

"Look, I don't have the time for any of this" I turned around, walking toward the door.

Phoebe followed me out of my office and I couldn't help but wonder if she didn't have anything better to do.

She continued talking for a while but I refused to listen to her, I just hoped she wouldn't tell the girls.

Why did she remind me so much of Caroline?

I made the final turn leading the patient's wards, thankfully along