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The atmosphere in the physiotherapy department of WILLAND hospital was bright and lively, infused with a sense of purpose as patients sought solace and healing within its walls while nurses and doctors attended to them. In one of the V-VIP wards was Liam standing, and beside him was Nadia, who was following him keenly with a sense of greater respect. They moved from one patient to another, carefully assessing their needs and informing them of every necessary treatment plan, as well as every rehabilitation process that was left for them to complete. After they were finally done, they both made their way out of the ward. "Why do I get a feeling that you might have been avoiding me?" Liam suddenly broke the unusual silence between him and Nadia, ever since they had been working together. She had been giving professional replies whenever he asked her about any patient's information, without her usual jokes and slight teasing. He noticed that something was wrong, but he had not been able
Stacy drove back home with her face etched with lines of worry and fatigue, which reflected the weight of the conflicting emotions that had been in her head since she left Carlton's house. She had been so bothered too about what she was sure she heard her heart do. Her mind traveled back to the fleeting moment that momentarily occurred between them and almost caused her peace. Time seemed to slow as they leaned closer in the water, with their lips mere inches apart, and eyes locked while searching for answers from each other. And just as the unthinkable might have just happened, Stacy called Carlton's name so sharply before he made the move of violating the theory of the doctor-patient session. "Mr. Howard? Can you move….." Stacy tried to catch her breath as she spoke slowly, "Can you move your feet? You seem not to be propelling as I asked you to?" She had switched the conversation so abruptly and suddenly, that someone who was passing at the moment would never have had the slighte
A sleek black limousine pulled into the driveway and glided to a graceful halt as its doors swung open, revealing the ethereal sight of the lady who stepped out of the luxurious car. Her beautiful dress was an exquisite designer piece that was made with shimmering sequins and lace, attracting people's attention to her, and they wondered who she was as she made her way inside. Seeing the luxuriousness of the banquet room filled with elites that she had stepped into, Stacy was reminded of the kind of opulent life she would have lived, if she decided to remain the wife of a billionaire, regardless of how Carlton felt about her. 'If she had just decided to enjoy her life to the fullest, throw lavish parties, and make new friends that lived the same extravagant way, she wondered what was going to have become of her and Carlton's relationship. Would he have eventually loved her?'Stacy got her phone to call her brother Hudson instantly that she had arrived, since he was the one who had inv
Carlton returned to his room with heavy concerns bothering his heart, as he replayed the scene of he and Stacy in the pool, and his apology to her. The spark he felt in his heart was undeniable, but he wasn't sure if she took the situation well or if she felt anything. Though he had planned it several times in his head, he didn't expect that he would apologize in that kind of awkward and tension-filled situation. 'Did he not choose his words well? Did her silence mean affirmation? Was she truly never going to give him any chance to make up for his mistakes, since she kept mentioning that it was all in the past? Did he sound unconvincing?' Carlton wondered endlessly in his mind, as he tried to grasp the situation of what her silence meant. The fear of losing her again and of irreparably damaging their connection, gnawed at his soul and left him with the feeling of helplessness. The memory of her abrupt departure after her brother called lingered in his mind endlessly, and it made him
"Babe. Are you okay?" Nadia asked Stacy in concern, after she had noticed and studied her countenance for many minutes, and figured out that something was deeply wrong with her. It was a bright Saturday morning and they both didn't go to work, so they decided to do whatever cleaning needed to be done in the house. Yet, Stacy didn't cheer up even with all the jokes that she had been telling her."I am just stressed out. I've got a lot of things on my mind," she answered tiredly, trying to force a smile as she trimmed the flowers that were planted and neatly arranged on the extended balcony in the living room. The weight of her disturbing thoughts from the conversation she had with Carlton the previous day, suffocated her so much that she was unable to sleep even if she tried. The more she tried to dismiss the heavy thoughts that hung in her heart, the more her disbelief clung to her like a heavy shroud that what he said could never be possible. Nothing could make her ever believe hi
"Oh my! Liam bought me the most expensive caviar and sushi?!" Stacy walked into the house to find the package he dropped for her on the table, after rushing out almost immediately after he entered, only to meet Stacy downstairs. She was just coming up with everything she had stopped to buy on the way too, hoping they could all have a great feast together till midnight. However, he told Stacy that he had an emergency to attend to instantly, and left hurriedly even before she could show concern to ask what the emergency was about. Nadia had rushed back to the bathroom with the fastest run of her life after the entire deep mortification of her life, and sat in the bathtub to scream as loudly as she could. There was no way she would overcome the moment of lightning that had just struck her, leaving her paralyzed and unable to find her voice amidst the chaos that was stumbling in her heart. After minutes of self-sabotaging, self-condemning, and self-blaming, she laid on her bed under her
Positioned amidst the towering restaurant which was located at the center of the city, was the luxurious rooftop spot of the restaurant, which was its beacon of elegance. It was accessed through a private elevator, with its outlook exuding an air of exclusivity and a masterpiece of design that was meticulously crafted to create an atmosphere of refined luxury. Sitting at a fine corner at the edge of the terrace which offered an unobstructed view of the cityscape below, was Stacy and Liam, who had agreed to meet that evening after they were done at work. Served on their table were different kinds of scrumptious culinary masterpieces, beautifully presented with vibrant colors and intricate garnishes that were delightful. However, they seemed to drink more from the wines they were served, while dwelling in the peaceful silence of the evening without saying much since they got there. Both were ladened with bother in their hearts that they had barely talked, and Stacy seemed to be the one
Strutting into the hospital grounds on the Monday morning of the next week, was Nadia, looking all gorgeous and radiant as she went to the female locker room to change into her scrub. She took the entire week off after she called in for a few days extra, and spent more time drafting her new book. She and Stacy were able to bond more because they spent minutes FaceTiming during Stacy's break, having only each other to talk to while dealing with so many thoughts by themselves in their closets. And with all smiles, she walked to her office to confirm her schedule for the week and get started with the job for the day. "Oh, Nadia. You are finally here. One week was so long without you," Denver, who was the only one in the office room, grinned happily as soon as he saw her enter through the door. "Really? Or are you teasing me?" She asked him incredulously, not believing that anyone would have missed her absence in the hospital no matter how long she was gone. "I'm totally serious. Juli