on of Boston General, a frantic pace that hel
fiancé and the brilliant surgeon whose abrupt
istine white dress, just like her dream,
of any shared past, was a stark
as "nothing," twisting the knife of her pa
s nightmare, systematically dismantled her reputation, t
racic genius, coldly refused to operate on Evie' s d
man sworn to save lives, deliver suc
rifice, truly worthless to him, or was this a
onsumed her, every breath a testa
t, Evie packed a single bag, determined to outrun Boston