Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 93

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah**

**Chapter 93**

**Amelia’s POV**

I must have been losing my grip on reality. It was the only plausible explanation for the bewildering events unfolding around me. Yes, that was indeed my signature scrawled at the bottom of the emergency surgery request form, but the date was today. I was utterly convinced that I hadn’t filled out any such documents since my responsibilities had been relegated to clerical tasks!

“I can’t make sense of this,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t defend myself. But I swear, I did not sign this.”

“Your signature is right here,” Eve replied, her tone icy and unforgiving, reminiscent of that time I had made a mistake with Mr. Blake’s prescription. But this situation felt infinitely worse. What if I hadn’t checked the schedule one last time? What if I hadn’t noticed the new appointment, recalled the patient’s name, and verified their condition?

What if I had been just a moment slower in halting the surgery…

The thought sent a chill down my spine. The potential consequences were staggering.

Eve’s brow furrowed, disappointment etched across her features. “It was a mistake on my part not to accept your resignation sooner. Clearly, I misjudged your capabilities.”

“I’m so sorry,” I murmured, my gaze falling to the floor, unable to meet her eyes. “There must be something wrong with me. I can’t remember signing this.”

“That’s because you didn’t,” a deep, authoritative voice interjected from nearby. My heart skipped a beat as I recognized it instantly. Damien.

Yet, as my heart raced at his unexpected presence, a wave of dread washed over me. Why did it have to be him witnessing my humiliation?

I desperately didn’t want him to think I was a terrible Healer or a horrible person…

It shouldn’t have mattered, but it did.

Damien stepped closer, exuding an air of confidence as he approached us. He was gripping someone by the wrist, but the person remained obscured as he moved. When he halted, he yanked the individual forward, revealing her to us.

It was Sienna.

“What is the meaning of this?” Eve demanded, her voice laced with authority.

“I was looking for the records room to find Amelia,” Damien explained, his gaze fixed on Sienna. “And I stumbled upon this woman scribbling a name that doesn’t belong to her at the bottom of a document titled ‘Emergency Surgery Request.’”

I felt my body go rigid, and I could sense the tension in the room. It was as if an icy wind had swept through, freezing everyone in place.

“Not to question your integrity, Alpha Damien,” Eve said carefully, her tone cautious. “But those are serious allegations you’re making.”

“I wouldn’t make such claims without evidence,” Damien replied, his voice steady. I noticed he held a piece of paper in his other hand, extending it toward Eve.

Eve gasped as she read the document. It must have contained damning information, enough to astonish even someone as composed and professional as she was.

Eve lifted her gaze to Sienna, her expression stern. “How do you explain this?”

“It’s a setup!” Sienna exclaimed, her wide eyes betraying her fear, her complexion ashen. “I wasn’t doing anything wrong!”

“How can you deny it?” Eve pressed, her voice rising. “When there is evidence right in front of us?”

Eve handed the document to me, revealing an Emergency Surgery Request form filled out for one of the patients. At the bottom, a healer was supposed to sign.

There it was, the beginning of my signature. But it was cut off midway, a long streak trailing from the middle down to the edge of the paper, as if the writer had been abruptly interrupted.

I was certain I hadn’t signed this. But if I hadn’t…

My gaze snapped to Sienna, confusion and an unexpected sense of betrayal swelling in my chest. Sienna had made her animosity toward me abundantly clear on multiple occasions. She had even attempted to poison me, although I had convinced myself that she hadn’t intended to harm me.

Now, however, I was beginning to reconsider. For so long, I had yearned to mend our relationship, to forge some semblance of sisterhood or friendship, or at the very least, to be amicable acquaintances. With this revelation, I realized that was an impossible dream.

Sienna harbored a deep-seated hatred for me, one potent enough to inflict pain upon me and others just to reach me.

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