C70 Are We Related?

ALESSIA

I lay on my stomach, my head resting on my folded arms, my chest burning with jealousy and confusion.

I’m a doctor. I'm supposed to choose a dying patient over pleasure.

But still, why would Asher leave without saying anything to me?

I don't blame any of them. This was my fault. I had chosen not to respect the relationship I started with. I let my desire conquer my professionalism