Chapter 193: Too Young for Nostalgia

Charlotte Dr. Whitman picked up the call as soon as I bought the new phone and the new SIM card. "Hello?" The restaurant voice on the other end of the line sounded distant and professional. "Hi, Doctor. It's me, Charlotte. I don’t know if you remember me, but I was there some years ago before I went to college," I said, trying to sound casual, though my heart raced with anticipation. "Charlotte?" she said, her voice brightening with recognition. "Of course, I remember you. How could I forget? I’m glad you called. It’s been a while. How are you?" "Well, I’ve been better," I admitted, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. "I was wondering if I could come around and stay for a while? I’d be happy to help out around the hospital." "That’s fine," she replied warmly. "I understand how the world works nowadays and I know that many people your age need, how do you call it again? To take care of your mental health. So yes, you are welcome here, Charlotte. I would love to see you agai