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He added the last part dryly, and I was tempted to laugh, but I wanted him to marinate in dread a little longer. The time slowly ticked by as we binge-watched a couple of Grey's Anatomy episodes as well as a recently released series on N*****x. Soon it was 7 a.m. and with the look of things, none of us would be doing anything sleep-related. It's a new day already.

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Lex. [Audrey, I'm sorry.] I stared at it for a moment, then put the phone down. I didn't reply. Our story had ended long ago. I closed that chapter. From now on, our lives will go their own way—like two roads that'll never cross again.

Montgomery. Watching Grey's Anatomy is one of the things I do while Aaron is either sleeping or at his fathers. Other than that, I usually clean the house until it can't be cleaned or will go for a run. Watching this show will be the closest experience I'll ever have to being a doctor. -

Amelia’s Pov I lied, but none of it seemed to be working. Grey was a fierce man, a lot fiercer than Alexander, who I had always thought was the worst. Grey had a dark aura, and staying close to him made me realize that both I and my unborn child were in danger. This was never the plan I thought about and at this point, I was blank on what to do. “Let’s go!” Grey said as his men started leading me out of the hospital. I made to scream and alert the people around, but he had already warned me against that.

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

My heart raced as I followed the nurse down the hallway, preparing myself for whatever news awaited me. I entered what looked like a small conference room, where the doctor sat waiting with a somber expression. My stomach churned with anxiety as I took a seat, bracing myself for the update on Kiera's condition. "How is she?" I asked, entering the room, my voice barely above a whisper. The doctor took a deep breath before delivering the news: "It's not good." "How bad?" I asked, my hands trembling slightly. The doctor's eyes met mine with a mixture of sympathy and concern: "Mrs. Grey happened to have a miscarriage; we the baby."

However, even if there were not many people at the nurse station, it did not prevent everyone from spreading what was happening quickly. A few young nurses who loved gossip had begun to spread all kinds of news to share important things with their little sisters. "Wow!!! Major news! Chief Nurse Grey and Dr. Quinton of the chest surgery department actually had an affair!" "It's a super-entangled love triangle, Dr. Qin, Head Nurse Grey, and an unknown woman." "He broke his leg! Doctor Quinton was eating in the bowl and looking at the pot. He forced Chief Nurse Grey to ask him to choose between them. Ah... ah ah ah ah ah! I really want to know who that 'she' is now!"

A couple for both. He grinned back, taking them. And this was my part. I won rather fast. My movements swifter. My dagger soon positioned at his throat. “Someone made her homework after all.” Tamor laughed. “Almost always.” With a few fresh cuts, covered in sweat and ready to cough our lungs out; we prepared for a hand to hand but the door swung open, interrupting us. The small silhouette caught the attention of all the males in the room. With thorn clothes, long rose-gold hair all tangled, covered in gray blood from head to toe she still was beautiful. But a furious look in her grass-green eyes was searching the room.

It took four male nurses to restrain Grey from beating up a doctor when he opted to unplug the life support two days after. "Good morning Mr Grey!" Hannah the day nurse filled the room with her lively spirit. Her hand holding a bowl with soap and towels to her waist. "Morning Hannah is it time for her bath!?" Grey turned to her hoping to avoid a lecture. Hannah had been he's nurse when he was in that same bed, she held a happy spirit behind hospital scrubs and a dome of red hair. She had an angelic smile but Grey knew she can turn berserk in a split of a second.

We wouldn’t know the full extent of the damage until the object was removed from his body. I step back to give the soldier room to carefully remove the artifact. Even though it seemed harmless, I still feared it might explode right in front of us. I'm reminded of an iconic scene from “Grey's Anatomy.” Once the object is removed, we quickly work to control the bleeding. We were at risk of losing the patient on the table, and I was not prepared for that, not today. By some miracle, we managed to save the man. As surgery concludes, it's already time for dinner, and I need to call my anxious husband.