Ivor went upstairs and walked up to Sheila’s room door. He knocked as he called through it, “Are you up, Sheila?”

“I’m up.” Sheila had already changed out of her pajamas and was about to go downstairs to have her meal before heading to work. She walked over to pull open the door.

“Is it time to eat, Ivor?” Sheila thought her brother was there to wake her and tell her to eat.

“I’m on night shifts, so I always get up around this time.” She walked out of her room with a smile on her face. “Because my stomach wakes me up.”

However, Ivor said, “Alex York is here. He brought a bouquet of flowers and even said he’s giving you a banner at the hospital tomorrow.”

“Alex York?” Sheila was taken aback. “Why is he here? How does he know we live here?”

She had only spoken to Alex a little bit before, during her rounds in the hospital. Usually, she was too busy, and he was meant to be recuperating, so they had not interacted much. She remembered she had never told him where she lived.

In fact,