THE IMAGE OF US SITTING ON THE FLOOR IN TEARS WENT VIRAL—BUT NO ONE KNEW THE STORY BEHIND IT
It started out like any ordinary night shift. I clocked in at 6 p.m., and for a Friday, things were surprisingly quiet. Lianne and I even joked about making it through without a single Code Blue. Cassandra brought muffins her daughter had baked. The mood was light. Hopeful. Then Room 12 changed everything. At first,…