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101. Fidelity

Author: Meminger
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-31 21:48:28

Ella’s Point of View

The hospital’s fluorescent lights buzzed faintly above me, their sterile glow a stark contrast to the warmth of the Chicago skyline I glimpsed through the window, a jagged tapestry of steel and glass that was slowly becoming home. Days had passed, each one stitching me deeper into the city’s pulse.

I’d thrown myself into work under Dr. Biscop, his calm, steady guidance anchoring me as I scrubbed in for surgeries, the weight of the scalpel in my hand a reminder of the life I’d clawed back from the chaos of the past.

The operating room was my sanctuary—the hum of machines, the rhythmic beep of monitors, the delicate pulse of a patient’s heart beneath my fingers—where the noise of Marcus’s betrayal, Amanda’s treachery, and the Hayes family’s schemes faded, if only for a moment.

I was a cardiac surgeon again, not just a mother or a lover caught in a web of power plays, and that truth steadied me, even as darker currents swirled beneath the surface.

Lily was blossom
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