James came back home from the office at exactly the time that was stipulated for a break between the patient and doctor, and he was surprised to see Carlton still sitting responsibly in his chair, after his first session had ended quite early with Stacy because she came late. His mind also traveled back to the instructions which were given to him by Carlton the previous day, not to decrease the number of hours that were supposed to be allocated for his medical sessions as discussed initially. Glad that his boss might finally get a better life to rest and a chance to redeem himself, the good assistant hoped positively that Stacy's presence might be for a good course."Hi, James. Please is there anything we can do concerning the security here? Driving my car miles away is stressful already, but they make it harder at the gate by requesting times without numbers, my authenticity of being here," Stacy asked James politely as soon as she saw him enter. Coupled with the fact that she was al

"Mr. Howard cannot take sessions today," Stacy had the word slapped to her face so early in the morning that she had gotten herself so prepared for the day, and made sure to get to CARLHILLS residence as early as she could. 'You can do it, Stacy. You can!' she had told herself many times as she navigated nervously into the deluxe neighborhood. It was less than twenty-four hours after she had driven out there with so much frowning the previous day, and yet returning felt like she would have so many questions to answer about her behavior which was uncalled-for as a doctor. If Carlton decided to let go of everything they shared and submit just a report against her, then she was as good as gone from the hospital. Though she didn't plan to work at a highly recommended place like that, her good will had somehow found her a nice job with great pay at WILLAND hospital. Working in a place like that would make her CV even more presentable for better jobs that would send her better exposure. S

The bright rays of the sun permeated through the drapes of the window in the living room, and assaulted Stacy's eyes, who was sleeping comfortably on the cold floor with a smile. Groaning at the sudden intrusion of light, she rolled non-stop as she turned her face to the other side of the room, while struggling with something silky-like in her mouth. "Shit! Shit! Oh my goodness!" She suddenly jumped up the moment her eyes simultaneously flashed open, and her eyes darted immediately to the huge golden clock that was centered in her living room. Reality hit her immediately that she had woken up late again, just twenty-eight minutes before her time for work. She turned to look around to observe the situation in the room, and was startled to see how messy everywhere was. There were empty bottles of wine lying carelessly on the table, leftover food and clothes littered everywhere like they were robbed overnight. That was when she remembered that she and Nadia had partied all night for he

Stacy had her mind constantly scrutinized by the thought of the embarrassment which flooded through her like tidal waves, and engulfed every inch of her being as they replayed the unlikely situation that happened between her and Carlton over and over again.It took extra effort to help him from the floor after he reflexively rolled off her body after their face bumped further, and he tried to stand up hastily to save his mortification too. However, it wasn't easy to stand on his own, which ended up with Stacy helping him back on the chair and into the house. She shook her head in pity and blamed herself endlessly, because of how guilty she felt for causing him further pain instead of helping him to get better. If only she had not played a prank on him, made him lose his balance, and made their lips….. Oh!"I am so sorry this happened, Mr. Howard. I didn't intend for it to be like this. I just wanted to help," she apologized profusely as she pushed him on the wheelchair back into the h

Carlton's heart had been bound by the same weariness ever since he met Stacy again, and seeing their relationship after meeting one another degraded even more by misunderstandings made him frustrated. As usual, sleep evaded him with anxiety nestling nonstop at the corners of his mind at night, and he faced pain that consumed him like a dark cloud and followed him relentlessly without a bright day to offer. The guilt of having to toss away the one good person he had and landing in a hot mess afterward, drowned him endlessly in a deafening silence of loneliness. He had never ever thought that they would ever meet again, and that she would ever become his doctor or that they would ever share the same space for hours in a day. However, from the moment they met again as doctor and patient, everything had become a jumbled ball of mess. Their lives had become tethered once again. Carlton had thought in his heart that time would help him and Stacy find a part to tread on peacefully with on