My Secret Patient Novels & Stories

Grace still had a lot to learn, especially since Elena wasn’t doing a good job in the baby-making department. Thinking about Elena reminded me of the conversation that I had had with Mike the other day when he suggested that I should go and see the oracle. I had tried acting like I had never seen a witch in my life but the truth was that I had consulted with a witch, but that was a secret that I was never going to share with anyone. A secret that was shared was not a safe secret and at this point I was the only person who was alive who knew this secret and I had every intention of keeping it like that.

My thoughts were consumed by Estelle's promise to uncover a secret to me. In her words, you need to know that this secret is not something to be taken lightly, If you don't hear it from me first, it could eat you alive. You have to understand that. Despite my attempts to tease it out of her, she remained stoic, insisting that I pick her up so we could sit and talk. Soon, I arrived at the hospital. I walked through the clinic's doors feeling agitated by the bustle of the waiting room. Notwithstanding, the day's appointments were light with a sparse list of patients left on my table.

" Mason stood up even before the lawyer had finished his sentence. "Janet is my patient, and she has been my patient for over 5 years since she came to Ozark. Who exactly is Mrs. Monroe, seeing as the name of my patient is Janet Akins? Already, Janet has put her name on a document agreeing that I should be her primary care physician. Due to patient and doctor confidentiality, I cannot disclose any relevant information. Janet is my patient, Mr. Monroe. I would like to request that you bring back my patient as soon as possible before I take it further with you."

When he saw his secretary standing by the door, he was certain that there was an unexpected guest. “Who is it?” The doctor asked after reaching the door. “I don’t know her, doc but she claims to be affiliated with Fred, the patient that was shot at the park.” The young secretary supplied. “Where is she?” “In your office.” The doctor pushed the door open and when he stepped in, he stared at the woman occupying one of the sofas with a quirked brow. He had expected to walk into Sylvia or Eleanor who were the patient relatives of Fred he had known but the woman in his office seem much older.

“I’M GOING TO SUE YOU FOR GROSS MISCONDUCT.” Evelyn, Richard and Sandy move from the table to see what was going on. “Please stay where you are, Ma’am” the detective says, coming over to Evelyn. “Doctor Springfield; you will need to stand with your family.” “I most certainly will not” Maxwell snarls at the detective. “I have confidential files in my study, regarding my patients. I can’t let you search my house.” “You have the warrant in your hand, stating I can” the detective argues, grinning at Maxwell. “Since you clearly don’t want me looking in your study. That’s the first place we will search.”

That being invisible is worse than being hated. Because at least hatred means they see you. My hand trembled as I wrote the next line. If I’m not careful, I’ll break. And I don’t know if Cole would catch me if I do. The silence of my room pressed heavy around me. I closed the journal, shoving it under my pillow like a secret I wasn’t brave enough to speak aloud. For now, it was safe. Hidden. But some secrets don’t stay hidden forever.

My hand slides unconsciously back to my stomach. Small. Secret. Ours. Not yet his to command. “I don’t need a doctor,” I whisper, but it’s weaker now. Because deep down, I knew the moment that door opens and footsteps return from that hallway, the secret I’ve been carrying alone won’t be mine anymore.

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

“I want to know how you are. Tell me everything that’s going on now. I take it you aren’t still healing?” “Not… like I was,” I told her, “But I did help Jake. In the future, maybe… but right now, I need your help with something else. Can I trust you to keep a secret?” “More secrets, huh?” “I’m sorry,” I said. “If you’d rather not…” “I am a Healer,” she said. “We can consider it healer patient confidentiality.” With relief, I quickly gave her an explanation of how I’ve been and then what I’ve been up to. She made some judgmental noises when I told her I had secretly joined the tournament but she didn’t outwardly condemn the decision.

For ten years, I chased after Lucas. I was happy to orbit around him, as long as I got to stay close. Then, on the night of the Romano family dinner, an accident pushed us over the last line we had never crossed. When I woke up, he was already dressed. The look he gave me was full of contempt. "You'd really do anything to get into a Romano's bed, huh?" I glanced at the bottle of purified water on the nightstand. I didn't explain. I didn't argue. My whole body ached, but I left on my own. After that, I cut off all contact with him for three whole months. The next time I saw him, Mrs. Romano had brought Lucas to our house herself. "Can you believe it? My boy finally came to his senses! He's th