Chapter 9: The Resurrection
Jhovana stepped into the lobby of the new clinic with her coffee slung in hand. The smell of antiseptic washed over her and she inhaled lightly, feeling the weight of the day to come settle on her shoulders. It was a new beginning at a new place, something she’d never thought she would have to do, but here she was, wearing her favorite heels and trying to start anew. Her dark brown hair lay smooth on her shoulder and she took a deep breath. Jhovana had a single goal: to never let her past dictate her present again.