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When she'd walked out of Holby City Hospital just 5 months ago Bernie would never have dreamed how she'd walk from that hospital for one final time, on one cold December day.
Considering she'd arrived on a gurney nearly 3 years ago she supposed that she should be grateful that the only part of her that was damaged now was her heart. And not the physical one this time.
It was amazing how painful heartache could be, she wondered if this was how Marcus had felt after he'd been cheated on. If this was some payback.
She'd arrived at Holby in love for the first time, in some ways she felt like this love was now for the last time.
"It's simple really. I deserve more." A strange goodbye to someone she'd considered as important to her as her children mere days ago.
But Bernie had spent her life running and pleasing other people. She'd come back to England to please Serena, given up her Trauma Center like it hadn't been her home. Only to find that Serena wasn't who she'd thought she was.
Maybe the worst part was that in some ways she felt relief. Loving Serena had been so hard sometimes. She'd tried after Elinor and Jasmine. She'd tried after tried after the drinking. Even her lies now about the F1.
When she reached her car and looked back at the hospital building she smiled. Although she'd loved Serena, she knew now that she deserved more. That she deserved to be happy.
Bernie knew where real love was. Where real happiness was. Where there was someone who'd cared enough about her, loved her enough to walk away.
It was time to see if any hospital's in Yorkshire needed a Trauma Surgeon.