LOGINWriter’s Point of ViewSix Years Later.“If we partner with other small hospitals in remote and rural areas, we are going to be extending the medical foundation extensively all over the country.” Dr. Bruno, one of the board of directors explained in the meeting, but Theron’s attention was divided. “And about the branch we are launching in Australia—”“Chairman?” Dr. Bruno noticed Theron’s gaze was fixed on his phone. “Chairman Adler? Are you listening?”But almost immediately, Theron dragged his chair backward, and stepped back, his eyes finally flickered away from the screen of his phone and towards them. “I’m sorry, but can we have this meeting another time?” He asked curiously, as he reached for his other phone on the table, and his car keys. “I have an emergency I have to attend to; I am very sorry for wasting your time.”His eyes flickered towards Linda his secretary. “Please send me the minutes for the meeting to my email.”“Yes sir.” She barely answered before he stormed out
Eden’s Point of ViewTheron held the baby, as he helped me out of the car.“No,” He muttered softly, pushing back Lola and the rest of the staff that came home with us. Theron had refused to let any one of them hold the baby or me, he was too excited that he wanted to do them all by himself.I winked at Lola signaling that they just allow him do all what he pleased.“Thank you all so much.” He muttered as soon as we got inside.“Since Eden just gave birth, she won’t be coming to the hospital for a while, she needs space and time to recover,” He continued with the same seriousness. “I know just how important she is as your colleague, and team member, and I am glad you even decided to help us decorate the baby’s room while we were in the hospital; words can’t express just how grateful I am.”“Don’t mention, boss.” Nurse Philip grinned. “Dr. Eden is like a big sister to us, and I am sure we all have learnt a lot of things while we worked with her.”“And she is my best friend.” Lola chirp
Theron’s Point of ViewIt had been six hours since Eden had given birth, and a full day since we’d arrived at the hospital. I had spent much of that time pacing the corridors, waiting outside while the nurse completed their check-ups and other procedures, I was barely able to stand the helplessness that ate me up.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Eden was moved to the postnatal ward.She looked pale, drained and tired.She was no longer cursing or trembling, no longer wincing through the intense pain, but she was exhausted and weak, seeing everything made my chest tighten with guilt.I hated myself for putting her through this.“Do you want to hold the baby?” she asked suddenly, her voice quiet but firm.I froze. My throat went dry, unsure what to say. I shook my head. “No.” I answered.Her eyebrow arched, a little teasing but sharp. “Why not? You’re her father. You should hold her too.”I ran my fingers through my hair, still trembling from both excitement and fear.“I… I d
Eden’s Point of View All my life as a doctor, I had been the one rushing patients from the emergency bay to the trauma room and straight into the operating theatre. It was a normal everyday routine to save other people’s life. But never in my life, not even once, had I imagined there would come a day when I would be the one lying on the gurney. Theron ran beside me as the orderlies wheeled me down the corridor, his hand wrapped tightly around mine as though letting go might cost him my life. His long strides struggled to keep up with the speed of the moving bed. Somewhere behind us, Lola rushed back and forth in a frenzy, shouting instructions at nurses as we were pushed into the gynecology ward.Then another contraction hit.It crashed through my body like a violent earthquake tearing through my lower back and pelvis, far worse than every single period cramp I have had in my life.“Ugh!” A small scream escaped my lips, my voice echoing down the corridor. I had no idea what
Eden’s Point of View“All 230 passengers on board have died.”The words echoed in my ears as the world around me went dark, spinning violently out of control. A sharp, searing pain tore through my lower stomach, and I clutched it instinctively. Something twisted inside me, sending my entire body into a frenzy.Sweat drenched my skin. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my mouth open, yet no air came in. It felt like I had forgotten how to breathe.All around me, the anguished wails of other families filled the room, crashing into my ears like waves.I needed air.I needed to breathe.I wanted to see him… I needed to see Theron.He promised me. He said he would come back today.He isn’t dead.He can’t be dead.He can’t.“Eden…”I could hear Lola’s voice, but everything was blurred. I felt her arms reaching for me, trying to steady me, but I shoved her away, she hissed in pain, and I turned away from her.“How can they be so sure?” I muttered to myself, "They are not even making any attempt
Eden’s Point of View“I miss you so much, honey,” I murmured into the phone, staring at the screen. The first time I had seen Theron since he left was through this video call.It had been twelve days since he traveled to Turkey for the medical conference, representing the Alder Medical Foundation as its newly appointed chairman and also attending as a director of the World Medical Board.“I wanted to come with you,” I added with a small pout, “but you wouldn’t let me.”He pressed his lips together and paused for a moment, as if carefully choosing what to say.“I’m sorry, my love. Forgive me,” he said quickly. “But I kept thinking about how exhausting the trip would be for you—and how it might affect you and the baby.”He paused again before continuing more gently.“You’re already very close to your estimated delivery date, so I needed to be more careful.” He sucked in a deep breath. "But I promise I will make it up to you in any way I can."I pouted even harder at the screen.“I know
Eden’s Point of View Theron seemed distant, deep into thoughts, he made subtle compliments and jokes when I asked what was wrong, but I have gotten to understand him, and so I can tell clearly when he isn’t fine or pretending to be fine. It makes me wonder what he was thinking about, and why
Eden’s Point of ViewThe ride in the car was awkwardly silent, and uncomfortable, no one needed to spell it out to me, I knew that Theron was angry. Well, he told me not to talk to Thorne, and that is exactly what he found me doing—so I understand if he was pissed. This is something we can talk
Eden’s Point of View I don’t know how she could ever bring herself to smile so calmly even after everything, my eyes remained fixed on the toothy grin on Dr. Giselle’s face as we ate, I didn’t have a lot of appetite, ever since that conversation. I was torn in between telling Theron everythin
Eden’s Point of ViewNo…something was not adding up.I checked those files, I'm very sure of it, and there was nothing like warfarin recorded in it. If there was, I would have found another alternative to make sure the surgery was possible.I know how dangerous an anticoagulant is during surgery, t







