Chapter 36

She turned on her computer and began sending applications to other hospitals. To her dismay, all she got back were rejections.

They were swift and concise with their response, too, as if seeing her name on the email was all it took for them to decide.

Camila had never felt the true implications of a ban than she did at that moment.

She couldn't afford to lose her profession. After contemplating it for awhile, she took out her phone and dialed Forrest’s number.

She didn’t have many friends aside from the man.

The call connected in no time.

“Mila?” Forrest’s familiar voice brought her comfort.

“Do you think you can spare some time? I'd Like to see you.” Camila tried her best to sound normal.

“Of course.”

The two made plans and agreed to meet at a nearby restaurant.

Since she was done for the day, anyway, Camila packed up her things and clocked out.

She was the first to arrive at the restaurant.

“| haven't found a match yet,” Forrest said as soon as he sat down, thinking that Camila wanted to talk about donor prospects for

her mother’s transplant.

“My mother already had her surgery,” Camila said with a smile.

This surprised Forrest. “What? When? How come you didn’t tell me before now?”

“Just yesterday. That’s why | haven't told you until now.”

Forrest nodded in relief. “Well, that’s good, then. Was it a successful procedure?”

Camila nodded yes.

“So, what's up?” Forrest asked, noticing that she was distracted. Camila braced herself. It was now or never.

“I'm losing my job.” Forrest was shocked. Then confused, and finally, outraged, he asked, “What the hell? Did the director fire

you?”

Camila shook her head.

“| offended someone powerful.”

“Who? Who is the bastard? | will speak with him and demand justice on your behalf!”

Camila hesitated for a while before answering him, thinking that Forrest might be acquainted with her husband.

“Isaac Johnston.”

Forrest promptly spat out the water he’d been drinking. “He’s the reason why you were fired?”

Camila nodded again.