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Walking towards her room, Eve sees the family is complete with no visitors around. She knocks twice and enters her room. Eve smells a scent she's grown familiar with, consuming all of her senses--Villanelle's. After months staying in the hospital, Villanelle’s suite room always has flowers arranged in a vase beside her bed. Her bedsheets, comforters, and pillowcases are personalized; without machines hanging around. A temporary place for the blonde and her smell lingers around, creating a safe space to where Eve always go to in times she needs to breathe some sort of fresh air, only it doesn't come from nature but from Villanelle; yet, it still has the same effect on her until tonight.

“Good evening, I have good news,” Eve says and she can see her in the corner of her eyes perking up a little.

“Hi, Eve! What is it?” Villanelle asks, Eve notices the change the tone in her voice indicating that the blonde feels better than she does earlier today.

Good, maybe this will make it easier.

She slowly turns to her even her mind tells her not to do so.

“You can go home tomorrow. All of your doctors cleared you to go home but I want to run a new set of tests and scans first just to be sure then you can go home,” she replies plainly.

“Yes! We’re going home!” Irina celebrates and hugs her sister.

The family bursts into laughter as Villanelle tries to remove herself from her sister's arms and completely failing to do so. Konstantin is watching her daughters with a smile Eve has never seen from him before. She's happy for the blonde because even if Villanelle hides it so well, Eve can see right through her that she's getting impatient to be able to have some normalcy again in her life.

"Carolyn was right, you are extraordinary, Dr. Park," Konstantin states as a matter of fact, "Thank you, Eve"

"It's my job, Konstantin. Don't hesitate to call me if you need any help."

"No, you did more than you should, Eve. Thank you for bringing my girl back to us," he reaches his hand out and Eve takes it, "You too, I will do anything to help you, Eve."

Something the way Eve's tone changes from being friendly to professional throughout this day is not sitting right with Villanelle. Maybe if she doesn't know Eve well enough, she will not notice that the brunette is avoiding eye contact with her. Maybe she will not notice the creases on her forehead that usually shows up if something is bothering Eve or how her shoulders slump--defeated. But Villanelle knows Eve, something is wrong with her.

“Can you guys give us a sec? I have some questions for Dr. Park,” Villanelle asks her father and Irina, they follow immediately; leaving them alone.

“So, anything I can help you with?” Eve takes her chart and starts writing on it.

Villanelle is staring at her, trying to figure out what changed from lunch to evening that causes her to be the receiving end of Eve's coldness. Throughout time, Villanelle patiently breaks down the iron walls Eve surrounded herself and so does she. All this time, they keep on learning about each other that makes it easier for them to let the other person in to a point that they can easily be their authentic self the moment they are left alone. But now, Eve can barely look her in the eyes. It seems like she added more walls that Villanelle cannot even recognize the woman in front her--distant and out of reach.  

"What happened, Eve?" She asks quietly, not letting her voice break.

 Eve puts back the chart and finally meets her eyes. For a minute, they are just staring to each other. Villanelle sees the hint of sadness in Eve's eyes and she thought that maybe it's because of her leaving. She understands Eve because she doesn't want to leave this place too because that means everything will change between their friendship. She will never see Eve again after her groundbreaking surgery, being so pumped up. She will not be there for Eve whenever the brunette needs a place to feel her feelings when she failed to help her patient even though she did more than anyone could. Most of all, Villanelle will miss waking up in the morning knowing that she will see Eve again that day. But, what she doesn't understand is why Eve suddenly acting like they don't know each other at all.

"Did I do something wrong? Why are you acting like I'm just one of your other patients? Why are--" Villanelle tries again.

"Because you are," Eve states without breaking their eye contact, but with her voice definitely breaking.

Villanelle is lying if she says that it doesn't hurt her. It is hurting her coming from Eve's mouth like a knife stabbing her heart. If there's one thing Villanelle can be grateful for out of this misery, it's Eve. Knowing that Eve will be by her side when she goes out, back into the real world, makes it a little bit less terrifying. Apparently, not. She has no one ans the uncertainties that she's about to face becomes more terrifying than before.

“Whatever you say, Dr. Park," Villanelle answers.

“I’ll go ahead, then. If you don’t have any more questions."

After everything that happened to her, she commits to take care of herself—of her heart. Besides, she’s not even sure who she is anymore. She feels incomplete and unsure of herself. Eve made her decision to stay away from her and she will let her. She won't beg for anyone to stay on her life, not anymore. She has a lot on her plate right now. Villanelle closes her eyes and sleeps the night off. What a nightmare.

After the interaction last night, Eve can't bring herself home. Truth be told, she never feel exhausted as much for several months. Is it because of Villanelle? is it because her day gets a little bit better whenever she visits the blonde at the end of an exhausting day? Well, she won't know for sure. She crashed in the on-call room last night (a thing she haven't done for a good amount of time) then go straight to work right after she wakes up to take her mind off a certain blonde. It’s one of the reasons she loves her work, it’s an escape from her life. Not to mention, many people will benefit from her life misery. Win-win.

Elena, Hugo, and Kenny are waiting for her at the nurses’ station while reading patients’ charts for presentation.

“Are we ready for today?” she notices the exhaustion on her interns’ faces. “Had fun last night? I hope you’re all ready for your presentation today.”

“Good morning, Dr. Park," they reply in unison. Eve starts walking towards the room of their first patient.

After several minutes and presentations, they are all walking towards the suite rooms for their last patient. As they walk towards the end of the hall, there’s a room with an open door. They can hear voices from afar and the rumbling of things. Eve knows for sure who's room it.

She doesn’t need to go because Villanelle isn’t technically her patient anymore. No reason to hang around and try to be professional. She might as well not pretend they can be friends. Anyways, she already acted like nothing’s wrong last night. Maybe Villanelle is still upset with her. Well, she fucked this up, isn’t she? Another good friendship was ruined. Great. She just walked towards the nurses’ station few feet away from the blonde’s room, impatiently waiting for her interns. She doesn’t want to interrupt them since they spent many hours together. She’s their first real patient, it meant a lot for the young doctors.

“V! You’re going home without a goodbye to your best friend?” Hugo shouts at blonde. He walks pass by Eve and leans to the open door. Elena and Kenny follow him. They are now all crowding the doorway.

Villanelle recognizes his voice and stops putting things in her bag. Irina picks up bag and continue packing for her. She turns around and smiles at them. “Haven’t killed anyone yet?” she raises an eyebrow to him while she puts her hands into her pockets. Elena notices how fancy she looks compared to her hospital gown and sleeping wear. She can truly understand why she has so many fans. Great personality and definitely hot wearing an oversized white band shirt, high-waisted ripped jeans paired with black Doc Martens.

“The surgery went well if that’s what you are asking, thank you,” he says proudly.

“Good to know. I don’t want to be friends with someone who sucks at his job, ” she shrugs and he bursts into laughter.

“I hate to admit, I’m going to miss your shit face around here. See you around?”

“Goodbye, V. Hope we can hang outside this hospital,” Elena interjects.

“Yes, maybe we can drink out sometime. There’s a bar just across the street, we usually go there on Fridays after shift.” Kenny suggests.

“Yes, I’d like that. Besides, we’ll see each other for sure. I still have ongoing therapy.” she answers plainly, impatiently waiting for a brunette to pop out of the three that are blocking her doorway. Still, hopeful.

“We have to go, Dr. Park is waiting for us to continue our rounds. See you around, V!” Hugo answers, and the three of them walk away. So, that’s it. She’s not even going to say goodbye. What a wonderful way to treat a friend. Maybe I was just misreading all along. Maybe she’s just being kind. Huh. What a fool. Villanelle thinks as she sees no Eve around.

Villanelle along with Konstantin and Irina come out of the room shortly after their morning rounds. Eve is alone at the nurses’ station writing her orders for her patients when she smells a familiar scent that’s engraved in her mind. Villanelle. She looks towards the blonde's room and she can only see her back walking further away from her towards the elevator. She wants to say something to her or at least bid her goodbye. She can’t. Eve is feeling too much that might probably push her to say the thing she’s not supposed to. She doesn’t know it herself. She suppressed her emotions, bottled it up, and throws it away into her imaginary ocean. She didn’t even give herself time to figure out what’s inside. It felt wrong, she’s professional. If she doesn’t know it herself, might as well don’t drag another human being that has her own personal struggles right now.