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I was left alone in the manor as everyone is attending Dante's funeral. They had his body cremated and made the people believe that Dante had his last breath due to his illness. None of the witnesses spoke about what truly happened in the Morettis. I don't even feel mournful towards the man who was killed by his own son. He killed Matt every day by not treating him as a son and included me to the
j e a nI scan the words of the book in front of me. I have been in this position for hours, just reading. Before I knew it, my head was dozing off and I find myself eyeing the beautiful buildings of Massachusetts. I smiled and felt calmness drive through my veins. I have been seeing this view for a month now but I can never seem to get used to it. This view symbolizes my freedom from my old life. I open
j e a nRotations are now about to start for my third year of medical school. Our one-week course for our introduction to clerkship has ended today. I will start with psychiatry and I am set to begin next week. The teaching school I'm assigned to work at is at Massachusetts General Hospital. It will definitely be stressful since it will last until I reach the fourth year. Especially since I am ought to w
j e a nI wore a spaghetti strap top and matched it with high-waisted denim jeans. I am supposed to meet the girl I met yesterday, Hailey, tonight at some bar. But before I meet her, I asked Matteo to schedule me with a dermatologist. He had me on an appointment today with Dr. Briston at some dermatology clinic.
m a t t e oIt is way past 8:00 PM and I am filled with paperwork. The whole day I am busy having meetings with different business partners. I am stressed and tired for the past few days. I wish I could just let this all go and be at peace but I cannot do that. The incident last night with Jean also did not help. I really wanted to rest last night because I was so overworked yesterday but I still pushed
j e a nThe incident last night with Matteo literally took a toll on me that I had to clear my head for the day. I was just off from Dr. Briston's clinic and had my laser therapy done. She informed me that it will take some time to heal and I should make sure to keep it away from the sun as much as possible. The whole treatment was a little ticklish but I was able to tolerate it enough.
j e a nHe suddenly pulled away from me, realizing what is happening between us. We remained in our position waiting for any of us to break the silence.
j e a nRotations started today. They have oriented me in regard to my schedule and let me interview one of the patients. Sitting all day and listening to them can be a bit tiring but I find each patient interesting. I am a bit sleepy right now since I got here about an hour early than my supposed schedule. It's always better to be much earlier, sometimes being on time is also equivalent to being late.
j e a nMy body jolted up from the bed. Sweat dripping down from my forehead. My heartbeat is too fast that my lungs could hardly keep up. The alarm of my phone ringing out. I pulled on my hair trying to put me back to reality.
I wiped the sweat in my forehead in exhaustion, sighing in relief as I removed my surgical gloves and mask, throwing them away in the bin. I just finished a three-hour-long surgery. I ordered my residents to check on the patient from time to time. I did all the things I have to do to the hospital such as talking to the family of the patient, informing them that the surgery went well. An hour or two later, I fixed my things and put my necessities in my bag, getting ready to go home."Thank you for your work today, Dr. Walton. W
j e a nI walked out of the hospital, sighing in exhaustion but also a relief. I just got out from an 18-hour shift and all I want is to get home and lay on my bed, however, that may not seem to be possible because the smell of my body drenched in sweat is not pretty. I bet how much of a mess I look standing at the entrance of a hospital, my hair tied up in a messy bun, and only wearing sweatpants and a
j e a n"Jean?"I lift my head from, my back slightly aching for sleeping sitting down. I squinted my eyes as they adjust to the light. I looked at the man laying on a bed
j e a nI look around me, squinting my eyes as I feel my hand pounding. I try to move my arm but realized I am tied down to a chair. I struggled and tried to pull myself free but the ropes are too tight. I panted for air, finding it hard to obtain the least amount of oxygen, having flashbacks of that night from Franco's debacle of taking down Matteo. I try my best to focus on my breathing to avoid myself
h a i l e yI lit up a cigarette and pressed it to my lips taking in a puff as I watch her hang her head low, her hands tied up behind her by the chair.Poor Jean,so naïve, trusting someone like me in an instant and now put in her place by me— that's what she deserves for hurting her. She made everything so easy for me, crying until she tired
m a t t e oI groaned in annoyance, looking at the papers in front of me. I am too tired to even just sign these. I have had my employees scan through these to tell me whether these are good enough for the corporations or not, nonetheless, I still have to check them one by one. What they think is not worthy goes straight into the shredder. The stress of another unidentified criminal organization is also
j e a n"Are you thinking about him again?""W-what do you mean?" I asked.
j e a nI woke up as the sun shines on my face. I stood up and closed the curtains. I picked up my phone and checked my notifications, seeing that I have received a text from Noah. I unlocked my phone and checked his message.
Trigger warning: rapem a t t e oI listened to the reports of each of my staff in their respective compani