Although I wanted to be at the exact moment when Liza woke up, I couldn't be there. I felt so bad for doing the wrong thing at that moment. Today was my only day off where I could relax, but all I wanted to do was buy a dress like the one Abby lent me, to try to thank her for how good she was for helping me.I had to take the bus to go to a nearby shopping center, but luckily I ran into Dr. Steward, who almost collided with me.“Victory!” He takes me into his arms, while I am surprised.“Doctor Steward?” I replied, somewhat embarrassed. “Excuse me, I was just going to take the bus.” But right at that moment the bus left in front of my nose. “Damn!” I cursed and then snorted angrily.“Where are you going?” He asks me with a white smile.“I was going to buy a dress, I had a mishap with the dress that Dr. Miller lent me, so I want to reward her with another one.” Dr. Steward has always been very nice to me, so it doesn't seem strange to me that he proposed the following to me .“Do you w
In reality, my heart and my pride were in the same place, in the middle of me and I couldn't even recognize myself in the mirror. Who was that woman who had fallen in love and fallen in love with Dr. Dustin Mark? Of his lies, of his bad temper, and her insults.Now I don't know if I feel worse than a woman who cheats, or like the trash, I will always be in that man's eyes. I will never be a proper woman to bear his name or his surname. Maybe if I were like Dr. Abby I would be, but now that I'm showering and cleaning every trace of his being, of my body, I realize that I never wanted to get here.At the end of the bath the dream also ended, I didn't want to do this anymore, it was like a drug that you can't quit, and when I'm conscious I feel bad for having ingested it. But I will do it or he will do it. I gathered all my clothes while he was sleeping threw out the dirty clothes, and then looked for my clean clothes. Today I had to work, so I got dressed slowly, and when it was five in
“Hijos de perra!” Harry and I shouted as we walked across London. In reality, we were already overdrinking, and of course, we would do it just like that. After I finished drinking and shouting, Harry left me at my apartment, but before he let me open my door, he made me look at him intently. I know we're both drunk, so a lot of what we say now won't make sense tomorrow.“Victoria.” His breath smells like alcohol, but despite that, he smells pretty good. “Do you know something?” He asks me with his red lips so close to mine, while I feel somewhat attracted.“What?” I asked him, trying to push him away, to open the door to my apartment.“I think you'd look better with me than with Dustin.” I try not to fall into this game of finding someone to blame, so, also a little drunk, I tell him:“Harry, you should go home, it's late.” But he doesn't think the same way I do.“Listen to me!” He shouts, putting his hands against the door, blocking my way. “You and I have to be together!” I just lau
Work will always be work and even though I hate that idiot, he's still my boss. So I do what he asks me to do all day long. Our conversations didn't become personal again, so I acted like a nurse in front of Dr. Mark.When break comes I go to the cafeteria, and when I arrive I see the cooks happy to see me.“Nurse, Victoria!” A young woman yelled at me from the kitchen, so I ran to the kitchen when she saw how happy she was.“What happened?” I asked with a smile on my lips, while I looked at them very happily.“Her cookies sold so well, people are asking if there are more. Don't you want to do some more?” I just nod my head happy to help.So I go behind, to give the cooks a hand, since I'm quick, and my cookies come out well-made and hot. The doctors and nurses at the hospital bought many cookies, and even the people who were in the waiting room couldn't resist the smell of the freshly baked cookies.When everyone finished eating, the cafeteria was emptying, there were only two tables
I had never experienced these types of symptoms in my life. Neither the dizziness, nor the tingling going through my entire body, but I know a lot about that sensation since I am a nurse and many people have felt it, and that is never good.I'm still worried about what happened with the lady from human resources, so even though I was very tired, I opened my eyes and screamed:“Boss!” Out of nowhere, I hit myself with something hard, and I fell instantly. Then I noticed that I was lying on a stretcher, and the thing that hit me hard was a palette of notes that a doctor had in her hands. “Ouch!” I expressed in pain, while I ran my weak hands over my hard forehead.Then I heard a melodious voice behind the paddle, and when she removed it from my sight, she let me see a woman with red hair and pretty honey eyes.“Don't worry, the boss isn't here.” She mocks me while she tries to make me feel less worried.“I'm sorry.” I apologize as I try to get back into bed, but I feel uneasy.“You don'
I had to leave the city as soon as possible, but before leaving I had to talk to the head nurse, because if she fired me before then, making the trip back to my hometown would be a waste of time and money."It's great that you're here!" She told me energetically when I showed up the next day. "I wanted to talk to you about your dismissal." I just swallow while I sit in a chair in front of her. "I won't say goodbye to you from the hospital.", because a doctor asked me not to do it.” He tells me while wrinkling his nose.“Dr. Steward?” I asked her confidently since he always defended me against her.“No, Dr. Mark.” I'm just surprised, what is that doctor thinking?“The truth is that I am a little doubtful,” I commented to her now looking at my belly, which is not big at all and is almost flat.“What are you talking about?” She asks me, passing a candy through her mouth.“I suppose he wants me to stay out of some pity, but I have to tell him that I will have to return to my hometown for
The weeks passed quickly, and I was still thinking about the abortion, even when I tried to stop it. My mother called me every night, telling me that it was a good idea to have an abortion.Seeing Dr. Mark didn't help me either, every day seeing him and knowing that now I'm carrying his child and that he can't know that he exists, it's hard.I drown my sorrows cooking in the cafeteria and I cry every time I make my famous cookies that are a hit in the cafeteria. When I finish, I know I will have to return to reality. My job is not easy, since I have to take long shifts, this time I had to be with Dr. Mark at night. Without a doubt being with him made me nervous. He didn't make a pass at me again, maybe I hurt his pride, but he has mine so crushed that I no longer care one bit about what he feels. As I am making my rounds around the rooms, I run into Dr. Steward, who is also making his rounds.“Victory!” He calls to me when I try to avoid him, so I continue on my way without looking ba
I was never able to take care of myself alone, so taking care of 324 now is a little more difficult. Eating at my regular hours and resting was not my best option since the work is demanding and I suppose that for now, I have to raise enough money so that when 324 is born, he will have a good life.My schedules are not the best in the world, since the head nurse has taken it upon herself to punish me for all the problems I have had, so of course she sent me to the night shift.The night shift is not only at night, but I also have to be with Dr. Mark in the morning, since I am his assistant. My work with him ends at five in the afternoon, and the night shift begins at eight at night and ends at five in the morning.I haven't been able to sleep well, even though my break is in the cafeteria. The owner of the hospital has offered to pay me to work there on my breaks, I think I have made more money as a cook than as a nurse.On one of my thousands of night shifts, I encountered a patient