I Left Before He Learned My Worth novel Chapter 67

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**Chapter 67**

**ARIA**

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“I’m fine,” Ivory insisted once more, though she leaned into Nina’s supportive arm, a silent admission of her fatigue. “I just need to ensure that the dosages are accurate, that the patients receive the follow-up care they require. After that, I promise, I’ll rest.”

But deep down, I knew that rest was a distant thought for her. Ivory would push herself until her body gave out, driven by the same fierce commitment and stubborn resolve that had led her to the brink of self-destruction in the first place. The reckless bravery that defined her was both admirable and troubling.

As I surveyed the clinic, the weight of the morning’s events settled heavily on my shoulders. The chaos that had erupted just hours ago replayed in my mind like a haunting melody. Four healers had been attacked by rogues while foraging for herbs, their lives endangered in the blink of an eye. And then there was Ivory, poisoned by her own experiments, her body a testament to her relentless pursuit of knowledge. Yet, thanks to her audacity, multiple critical patients had been saved by the very antidotes she had carelessly tested on herself.

Through it all, I noticed how Ivory maintained a careful distance from Kael, the unspoken tension hanging thick in the air between them. Their friendship, once vibrant and warm, had been replaced by a formal respect that felt foreign and painful to witness.

The pack members began to trickle into the clinic, their expressions filled with concern and admiration. But it was clear that their focus was on Ivory, not on the other injured healers. They filled the waiting area, their voices a chorus of praise.

“Did you hear the news? Ivory saved those healers,” one whispered excitedly.

“She was testing poisons on herself. Can you even fathom the bravery that requires?” another chimed in, awe evident in their tone.

“She nearly lost her life just to ensure our safety. That’s what true pack loyalty looks like,” someone else added, their voice thick with emotion.

The admiration they held for her was palpable, and it twisted something deep inside me—an emotion I recognized as jealousy, one I desperately tried to suppress.

Ivory was cherished by this pack. She had earned their love through years of unwavering dedication, constantly putting herself at risk to develop better treatments and always prioritizing the pack’s needs over her own safety.