His Death, My Awakening

Chapter 5

Word Count: 544 | Released on: 30/06/2025

myself into the work, the long hours and endless demands a welcome distraction. The exhaustion was a com

was learning, w

ed Frank who was less of a chauffeur and more of a warden. He reported my every move back to them. Where

's chart at the nurses' station when a f

Look what w

han my monthly salary. She wasn't a patient. Her family was a major donor to the hospital

" she said, a saccharine smile playing on her lips. "After ev

ite, professional look. "Hello, Emily.

g on my family's investment." Her eyes swept over me, critical and sharp. "You've changed," she mused. "You used to have t

patients to attend to," I s

ief, unpleasant encounter was enough to pull

e there, her eyes filled with a triumphant cruelty.

e nothing. Just a little charity case he felt sorry for. He's with me now. He loves me. And you?

head, as clear as if sh

here was no mark there now, not after three years. But I could still feel it. The memory of being

It was a subconscious reflex, a physical manifest

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“They threw me out of this city three years ago, calling me crazy, an obsessed medical student trying to ruin a business heir' s life because he chose someone else. Now I' m back, a doctor, ready to face the judgment all over again. But at my parents' suffocating welcome-home party, the news blared, announcing the brain death of renowned neurosurgeon Dr. Ben Carter. My world shattered. My glass hit the floor, and a raw, guttural sob tore through me. Everyone stared, not with judgment for Ethan, but with confusion for a grief I couldn' t name for a man I didn' t remember. They thought I was breaking over Ethan Hayes' engagement to Emily Vance. But I hadn't shed a single tear for him. Instead, I was destroyed by the death of a stranger on the news. That moment, kneeling amidst broken glass and a grief too immense to comprehend, was the beginning. It ignited a desperate, burning need to understand who Dr. Ben Carter was and why his death felt like the end of my world.”