Mrs. Castellanos studied her reflection in the mirror one last time, smoothing the starched white apron over her ample hips. The nurse's cap perched atop her head, a stark contrast against her jet-black hair pulled back in a bun. She took a deep breath and gave her attire a final tug, ensuring the short skirt didn't reveal more than intended. The stethoscope around her neck bounced as she turned, a hint of excitement fluttering in her chest.

Hearing the door of the patient's room open, she steeled herself, ready to play her role. "Mr. Castellanos, how are we feeling today?" she asked sweetly, her voice laden with a hint of playfulness.