“I-I don’t know. I don’t feel too well.” I touched my forehead.
Guinevere did same. “My goodness, you’re burning up.”
I was. I couldn’t believe anxiety could have this *Please, take her to the staff Quarters. She nee on me. he handed me to a nurse.
Pain and shame held me tight. I disappointed them.
How unfortunate.
The nurse had her hand around me as she led me away from the surgical ward.
Approaching a diversion, I heard someone sobbing in the corner.
“I just hope he makes it. All he ever wanted was to see his grandchild. He’s waited years, you know? And now that I’m finally pregnant, he’s about to die. How do I survive this?”
When we reached the corner, I saw a young lady crying in the arms of a man around her age. Something in my guts told me she was connected to the man I just abandoned.
Agony clutched me tighter in the chest as I let the nurse lead me away.
HOURS LATER.
It was dark.
The day doctors, including Guinevere had left, replaced by the night doctors. I was supposed to have left hours ago, but when Guinevere asked, I told her I was staying back to do some research.
I was very nervous about what I was about to do. This could turn bad for me, but I’ve come to understand that I couldn’t sit back and watch someone die when I could’ve done something.
It was exactly eight p.m when I left my office to Mr. Owen’s ward. He was still in the surgical ward.
Doctor Guinevere had told me earlier not to worry, that arrangements had been made for another doctor to perform surgery on him very early tomorrow. But it was still a risk.
TCH had the best doctors, but there were certain things that were beyond them. Things that were beyond the physical control.
With their mere hands, Mr. Owen might or might not survive, but with me, I was sure he would. So, why let them take the risk?
Despite how scared I was myself, I went into the surgical ward and gathered the tools I needed.
The man was deep asleep. Thank goodness his family wasn’t around either.
I donned the normal gloves and set to work, starting with a Dreamweaver elixir to make sure his sleep continues.
It was more stressful conducting the surgery alone, but in less than two hours, I was done.
I took a deep breath of relief when I confirmed his vitals were okay.
He was fine. The surgery was successful.
Yes! I screamed in my head. I did it!
I wanted to laugh out loud. Wanted to run around, screaming my progress.
But it was quite sad that I couldn’t do any of that. My win stayed with me and me alone.
I headed home feeling very happy. Feeling accomplished.
I headed to my room and paused when I found someone standing outside my door. The passage was dimly lit. So, I had to go closer to get a proper view of his face.
*Jace?” I stopped in my tracks, squinting my eyes,
He pushed off from the wall where he leaned, giving me that annoying smirk of his. “Yes, my hopeless child! It is !!”
I laughed as I ran into his arms. But our hug was brief. I needed answers.
“It’s-It’s late. What’re you doing here?” And more importantly, how does he plan on getting home?
“Yes, it’s late. So, mind telling me why you’re just coming home?”
“Oh, shut up, dad.” I rolled my eyes. “I have a job now. Back to my question. What’re you doing here?”
“Well, he shrugged. “You staring at your newest neighbor. Open the door, Ly.”
Wait, what? “I don’t understand.” I scoffed. “Please, stop with your-“
“I’m not joking. I got Kael to help me. Although,” he furrowed his brows. “I still don’t know what he had to say to Jaris to let me move in here.”
“Hold on, Jace. Why would you move in?”
“Why else? To watch over your careless ass. You’ll be here for a year. Your life is in danger at the moment. So, I need to be here to protect you when the worst happens.”
My heart melted from the revelation.
“Oh, Jace,” I made a pout. “You really shouldn’t have bothered. I’ll be fine, I promise.”
“That’s the exact thing people say before they get into trouble. Come on, the door.”
His hand on the back of my neck,he pushed me toward the door. I chuckled and opened it.
“So, you and Kael are cool now?” I asked as I worked the keyhole.
“The moon forbid it. I was almost forced to go on my knees to beg that asshole to listen to me. I wonder how people deal with him. His type are the ones we need less in the world.”
I laughed as I walked into the dark room with Jace following. I turned on the lights.
“How was your first day at TCH?” My smile dropped as soon as he asked.
I hesitated, dropping my bag on the bed before going to the dresser to take off my wristwatch.
“Boring. I was asked to heal a man but couldn’t.”
I refused to tell him the rest, that I snuck out and later healed him. I didn’t think Jace would appreciate that.
He tapped me on the shoulder. “It’s for the best, Lyric. People have been surviving before you. Let’s just leave it at that.” I flashed him a wistful smile before looking away.
“Marta was clearly happy with what happened.” I rolled my eyes, recalling the annoying look she had in her face. “If it wouldn’t have been unprofessional, I’m sure she’d have laughed.”
“Marta. Who’s Marta?”
“A rude, tiring lady. Jaris’ baby mama.”
“Oh. The mother of his twins. She works at TCH?”
“Unfortunately. She’s actually the head doctor in my department.”
“Ooh.” He clicked his tongue. “And considering the fact that you’re Jaris’ mate, I bet she’d really make life hell for you.” “She has. Fortunately, her kids are nothing like her. They’re the sweetest things I’ve ever met. Their birthdays are actually coming up in three weeks.” I smiled, remembering when they made mention of it.
Jace clapped behind me.
A thought struck me. I turned quickly to Jace, my fingers trying to unhook my earrings. “Do you know her?”
He shook his head. “Nah. Never met her. But I
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