Catherine’s POV
With my heart scudding in my chest, I trekked into Grandma's room.
Upon seeing her, I donned a smile that didn't quite crease my eyes.
"Good morning, ma. How are you feeling today?" I asked, looking through her files.
"I'm fine, dear. How are you?" She grinned.
"Fine too, ma. Thanks for asking," I returned her grin before scribbling a remark on her file and placing it on the bed side table.
"You'll come tomorrow, right?" She asked.
"Most certainly, ma." I nodded, to which she smiled again.
"Good. Thanks for taking care of me, dear," She said.
Smiling, I responded. "You're welcome, ma'am."
Afterward, I injected her medication for that morning into her iv packet before making my way out of the room to my office, where I eased myself out of my white coat and hung
