Novel & Cerita Athena Valentini Nurse

A NEW LIFE. Giordana. "Hi, Miss Quinton, How are y'all doing today?" The chocolate skinned nurse asked as I trudged into the hospital. Smiling, I waved at the ever-friendly Nurse Marla, who had been a very wonderful help to me since I started working at the hospital. "We're all good but tired," I replied in a weary tone. "Oh, I can see that, I'll come to give you a foot massage later," she chirped to which I smiled in appreciation.

The nurse rolled her eyes and thought, 'Would they have left her helpless? "Thank you doctor," they said and the girl opened the door for them to leave. "I forgot to ask," the doctor said before they left, "What is her name?" "Annabelle Siromani," came the answer and the door closed. The two of them walked until they had to separate because they were going to different classes. The girl thought of going to her locker first and made her way there. She walked quickly because being found in the hallway while classes were going on would earn her a one way ticket to detention. Then Colton stopped her by placing his hand on her shoulder.

Her testimony, a poignant narrative of strength, held the attention of everyone in the courtroom. As the cross-examination unfolded, the defense attorneys attempted to cast doubt on Valerie's account. Ares, clenching his fists, felt a surge of frustration. The familiar ache of betrayal resurfaced, but this time, it fueled a determination to see justice served. Tina, seizing the moment, rose for the counter-argument. Her words, a powerful defense of Valerie's credibility, echoed through the courtroom. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, we're not here to play games. We're here to expose the truth, to hold those responsible accountable. I was a nurse in Dr. Lyon’s hospital and I was the one tha

"She tried. You didn’t care enough to hear it." Ava didn’t stop. "You want to know the funniest part? She didn’t even need your life. She was Elena Valenti. She had guards, cars, money, a father who could buy your airline if he got bored. But she gave all of it up to stand behind you." Julian gripped the phone until his knuckles went white. "I didn’t know." "Because you never asked." Ava’s voice dropped. "You loved having a woman who waited, cooked, packed, forgave, and never made you feel small. You didn’t love her. You loved the service."

“Hi.” “I haven’t seen you in a while,” the nurse said. “Are you here to see your mother?” There was a short pause before she replied “No.” The nurse blinked, caught off guard. Confusion clearly written on her face. Valentina shifted, already feeling the conversation dragging longer than she wanted. “I was just passing by,” she added, glancing toward the road. Without another word, she raised a hand, signaling for a taxi. The nurse hesitated, looking like she wanted to say more, but the car pulled up too quickly, she didn’t waste a second to step off the curb, opened the door, and slid inside.

She was wearing a mask, her posture stiff, her movements deliberate. “She tampered with the IV,” the man continued. “It was quick—less than twenty seconds.” He fast-forwarded the footage, showing the nurse leaving just as fast as she came. Seconds later, Valentina was dead. My stomach twisted, bile rising in my throat. Vincenzo’s expression didn’t change. “Where is she now?” Luca exhaled, his voice tight. “Gone. She left the country that same night.” Silence. The air in the room shifted, cold and sharp like a blade.

Gianna’s voice echoing through the hallway, Valentina shushing her even though there are already three crying babies announcing their presence to the world. “Elena,” Gianna says breathlessly as she steps into the living room, eyes immediately going soft. “You look tired.” “I am tired,” I say honestly. She smiles. “Good. That means you’re doing it right.” Valentina sets her bag down quietly and washes her hands without being told. She always does things like that…..no drama, no fuss. Just help. “Which one needs me?” she asks. Before I can answer, Marcella lets out a sharp cry, red-faced and angry like the world personally offended her.

RENZO'S POV The next morning started the same way. I was already downstairs when Don Valetti walked into the hallway. He looked tired, but his voice was steady. “Renzo,” he said. “Same rules today. The condition is non-negotiable for now. Stay close to her.” “Understood, Don,” I answered. “I’ll keep her safe.” He patted my shoulder once. “I know you will. That’s why I chose you.” Valentina came down a few minutes later. She had the same cold look she’d been giving me since the hospital. She didn’t greet me. She just walked past and headed for the door.

“My sister might be pregnant. The father is my scumbag ex who dumped me after I lost our baby. She is NOT walking in there alone. End of story.” The nurse blinked hard, looked at Valentina’s scared face, then back at Katherina’s death glare. “Fine,” she sighed. “Only two of you.” Amelia gave a small smile. “I’ll wait. You two go.” Katherina grabbed Valentina’s hand like it was a lifeline. “Let’s do this.” --- EXAM ROOM – FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER Valentina perched on the crinkly paper-covered table, legs swinging like a nervous kid.

“She doesn’t have an appointment, but she claims you know her.” A woman. My eyebrows shot up. Who the hell could that be? “I’m not expecting anyone,” Valerian said, his voice calm and composed as ever. “What’s her name?” “Athena Winters, sir.” Valerian’s expression didn’t change. No recognition. No unease. Just a slight pursing of his lips. “Let her in,” he instructed, motioning for Chen to open the door.