All Chapters of RAGING FLAME: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The next morning, I was at the hospital, going through the motions of my job, but my mind was elsewhere. As I examined patients and made my rounds, I couldn’t stop thinking about the upcoming meeting with Aiden. The anticipation gnawed at me, a mix of anxiety and determination fueling my every move.Finally, during a short break, I pulled out my phone and texted Aiden.Amira: We need to talk. Can you meet me tonight at the park by the river?I stared at the screen, my thumb hovering over the send button. Taking a deep breath, I pressed it. The message sent, and I felt a rush of nerves as I waited for his reply.It didn’t take long.Aiden: I’ll be there.That was all he said, but it was enough. The simplicity of his response only heightened my unease. There was no hesitation, no questioning—just an agreement. It was as if he knew I would come to him eventually.The rest of the day passed in a blur, my mind racing with thoughts of what I would say to him, how I would approach the conver

Aiden ,I sat in the car, staring intently at the hospital where Amira worked, my thoughts a tangled web of desire, curiosity, and something darker. The memory of our last encounter still lingered, her words echoing in my mind. She was different, and that difference intrigued me, provoked me, in ways I hadn’t expected. But intrigue alone wasn’t enough. I needed to know more—needed to see what lay beneath her composed exterior. How far could I push her before she broke? Would she break?Michael, sitting in the passenger seat, broke my reverie. "So, what’s the plan?"I turned to him, a smirk playing on my lips as a twisted idea formed in my mind. “I want to test her.”Michael raised an eyebrow, uncertain but willing. He had been with me long enough to know that when I got an idea, it was best to just go along with it. “How?”I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a small, sharp knife. Without a word, I grabbed Michael’s hand, his eyes widening in surprise as I made a swift,

*Amira POV*Aiden’s gaze was intense, as if he were trying to figure out something hidden beneath the surface. Aiden was different from anyone I’d ever met—intense, brooding, with a darkness that seemed to cling to him. But beneath all that, I could sense a vulnerability, a softness he didn’t want anyone to see. It intrigued me, though I would never admit it.He was always trying to impress me, in his own way, and it almost made me want to laugh. There was something almost endearing about it, like he wasn’t used to having to work so hard for someone’s attention. But I wasn’t someone who could be easily swayed by a charming smile or a few sweet words. I’d seen too much, been through too much, to fall for that. And I could tell that my resistance frustrated him.When our eyes met, I kept my expression calm, unreadable. I wouldn’t let him see that he affected me, that there was something about him that stirred emotions I wasn’t ready to confront. But when he wasn’t looking, when he could

After a sleepless night, I dragged myself to the hospital, my mind still reeling from the events of the previous evening. I couldn’t shake the memory of Aiden’s words, the way they had affected me so deeply. It was foolish, I knew, to let him get under my skin like that, but the damage was already done. I was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and it showed in the dark circles under my eyes.As soon as I arrived at the hospital, I headed straight to Emera’s room. Emera was a little girl with no one in the world but me. She had been found fainted on the road, and when I saw her in the emergency department that night, the staff had been debating whether to admit her. They were concerned about costs, about whether she could afford the treatment. But the moment I saw her, something inside me snapped. I wasn’t usually the type to throw my weight around, but seeing her so vulnerable, knowing she had no one else, ignited a fire in me. I had ordered the staff to admit her without hesita

The hospital was buzzing with activity, a hum of energy that never seemed to die down. It felt like I’d been living within these walls for weeks, barely catching my breath between patients and new cases. The flu season had hit hard, and with an influx of rising cases, my workload had doubled. Every corner of the hospital was packed, every nurse and doctor running on fumes, and I wasn’t spared from the chaos. Between managing my regular pediatric patients and assisting in emergency cases, I found myself constantly running between rooms, barely pausing for a break. On top of that, my emotions were stretched thin. I’d been missing Aiden more than I thought I would, and with him being away in Italy, it felt like there was an emptiness gnawing at me. It had been a week since he left, and the distance was starting to get to me. Though, knowing him, he found ways to make his presence felt even from afar. In rare moments of quiet, I would sneak off to Emera’s room. She was one of the few