#Chapter87
AMELIA POV
My flight to California felt different. It wasn't the plane ride, nor was it the weather because those things I felt a thousand times before.
The warmth of the subtle sunrise was usually a beautiful sensation but today it made me nauseous. I wanted to be in New York - it was calling to me.
I swallow away any uneasiness before walking through the tall glass double doors of the hospital, leaving my bodyguards behind.
Opening a new hospital wasn't a small feat and I wasn't going to let some unexpected nerves ruin it, especially since this was Eva Enterprises' first hospital from the ground up.
As soon as my foot went through the door, an eruption of cheer and hurrah engulfed me entirely.
Whether it was small children, who were soon to be moved here, or the elderly, who were going to spend their last moments here, everyone raised in joy.
