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76!So… that was Victor?!
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Reclaiming Her Love 79!I tried… I did everything, Logan!
Sylvia The morning sun had barely risen when I walked into the hospital. I was adjusting my white coat, ready to start another day of rounds, when the sound of frantic voices echoed through the corridor.“Doctor! Emergency!”I turned instantly. Nurses rushed in, wheeling a stretcher. A woman, maybe in her late thirties, lay unconscious. Blood soaked through her dress, and her breathing was shallow, ragged. The paramedics were shouting over one another, giving details I tried to catch.“Found at home unconscious… suspected internal bleeding… pulse weak… she lost too much blood…”“Get her to the operating room now!” I commanded. My voice was firm, but my heart was already racing.We pushed the stretcher down the corridor at full speed. My shoes pounded against the floor. Adrenaline surged through me. This woman was my responsibility now.The double doors of the operating theater swung open. Bright white light hit us. The air was thick with the sterile scent of antiseptics. Nurses hurri
Reclaiming Her Love 78!Stop it, Andrea!
Sylvia The hospital was already alive when I walked through its glass doors that morning. Nurses moved swiftly with clipboards in hand, the faint beeping of monitors echoed down the corridors, and the smell of disinfectant mixed with fresh coffee filled the air. It was another busy day, but strangely, I felt lighter.I tied my coat properly, slung my stethoscope around my neck, and headed straight to the nurse’s station.“Good morning, Dr. Sylvia,” one of the young nurses greeted.“Good morning, Clara,” I replied with a smile. “What do we have today?”She handed me the files stacked neatly on the desk. My rounds would take a while, but that was normal. With a sigh, I tucked the first file under my arm and began the day.For hours, I moved from ward to ward, checking patients, prescribing medications, giving reassurance, and adjusting treatments where necessary. I laughed with some patients, comforted others, and gave stern advice to those stubborn ones who pretended to follow instruc
Reclaiming Her Love 77!I’m your father’s friend’s son, huh?!
Violet By the time Collins dropped me at my apartment, the sky had already deepened into a warm navy blue. It was that perfect in-between shade where the horizon still held a trace of fading light, but the rest of the heavens had given themselves over to night. Streetlights flickered on one by one, casting golden halos onto the quiet road.I leaned back against the car seat for a moment before stepping out, a smile tugging at my lips. My body felt pleasantly tired, the kind of tired that came after good company, not work. My heart, light for once, felt as though it had been lifted from the constant grind of schedules and hospital wards.For the first time in months, I had laughed without thinking of work. Without thinking of responsibility. Without feeling guilty for feeling joy.“Thanks for today,” I told Collins as I unbuckled my seatbelt.His eyes, warm and steady, met mine. “Anytime. You looked like you needed it.”I chuckled. “I probably did.”“Get some rest,” he said gently.I
Reclaiming Her Love 76!So… that was Victor?!
Violet Today was finally my day off. No rushing through endless hospital corridors. No charts piled up on my desk. No tired sighs from patients’ relatives looking at me like I had all the answers. Just a day to myself.And I already knew what I wanted to do with it, see Collins.We had been talking for weeks, sometimes over hurried late-night texts, sometimes over short calls when I managed to slip away from duty. He had been patient with me, never complaining when I canceled plans because of emergencies. He only laughed and said, “That’s what happens when you fall in love with your dream, Vi.”Today, finally, we made it work.The restaurant we chose wasn’t too extravagant. No chandeliers, no waiters in tuxedos. Just cozy wooden chairs, soft lighting, and the warm smell of grilled chicken and fresh bread. I loved it instantly. It felt real, not like those stiff places Victor used to drag me to where even laughter felt like a crime.Collins was already waiting when I arrived, waving a
Reclaiming Her Love 75!What nuclear weapon?!
Sylvia The next day was supposed to be my off day. I had promised myself I would stay home, sleep until noon, maybe read a book that had been collecting dust on my nightstand, or just curl up with a cup of tea and let the silence wrap around me.But when I woke up, the first thing I thought about wasn’t myself. It was Andrea.Her bright smile, her cheeky little tongue sticking out at Logan, the way she’d called me “the lady who saved her.” I couldn’t get her voice out of my head. She had only just woken up after a month, and instead of lying weak in bed, she was teasing her brother and making Violet laugh. That kind of spirit deserved encouragement.So, instead of pulling the blanket over my head, I got up, showered, and dressed. I decided I would go see her.On my way, I stopped by a flower shop. I had asked Violet the night before what kind of flowers Andrea liked, and more importantly, which ones she wasn’t allergic to. Roses were too cliché. Lilies too heavy. But when I saw a bou
Reclaiming Her Love 74!See? Chicken!
Sylvia It had been a month since Andrea was admitted into the hospital, and my life had been swallowed whole by work. The hospital had suddenly demanded more of me, double rounds, endless paperwork, constant staff shortages. Somewhere along the line, I stopped keeping track of the days. My mornings blurred into nights, my office into the wards, my thoughts into lists of patients and duties.I didn’t even notice how long it had been since I last stepped into Andrea’s room. I hated myself for it, but I comforted my guilt with the fact that I kept tabs on her through Violet and Logan. Violet would slip into my office between her own rounds to update me about Andrea’s condition. Logan sometimes sent short, clipped texts, always about Andrea, never about himself.And I accepted it. Because there was no time to breathe, let alone visit.That evening, as I signed the last patient chart and prepared to finally drag myself home for some much-needed sleep, my phone buzzed. It was Violet.“Hell
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