Decent Nurse
Kristina’s heart pounded in sync with the sharp click of her heels against the polished wooden steps. Each step deeper into Dr. Reiter’s basement felt like a descent into the unknown. She had no choice—he held her career, her future, in his hands. One mistake, one lapse in judgment, and everything she had worked for could vanish.
She still remembered the way he had looked at her in his office, his piercing gaze stripping away the confidence she usually wore like armor. When he pointed out the medication error, her blood had turned to ice. If he reported it, she would lose everything—her job, her future as a nurse practitioner, the home she and her husband had just bought.
But he hadn’t reported it. Instead, he had given her a choice.
Now, as she reached the final step, she swallowed hard, bracing herself for whatever came next.
