My happiness with Ferris Sterling felt like the fireworks in the sky—briefly brilliant, only to vanish in an instant.
The fireworks lit up the night repeatedly, their glow lingering for a long time.
But that night, Ferris never came to my hospital room.
He didn't call, either.
He had been called away by his father, but I couldn't help wondering if he was really with his dad, or with some unknown girl.
I couldn't guess, and I didn't want to try anymore.
I tossed and turned, trying desperately to fall asleep, but it wasn't until the sky began to lighten with the dawn that I finally drifted into a heavy slumber.
The next morning, I was woken up by a young nurse doing her rounds. Instead of going back to sleep, I asked to be discharged.
The nurse looked just as flustered as she had the day before. "Dr. Hayes, you can't. Director Sterling said you need to get plenty of rest."
"I'm fine now. I can be discharged." I was a doctor myself and had a clear assessment of my own condition. Leaving the hospital was perfectly safe.
"But Director Sterling said..." the nurse trailed off, her face full of hesitation.
I interrupted her again. "I can do a full checkup, a comprehensive one. Would that be okay?"
Passing a full checkup would prove I was perfectly fine. It would allow me to be discharged properly and take the pressure off the poor nurse.
The nurse still hesitated. "Maybe I should give Director Sterling a call and let him know."
I frowned, wanting to stop her.
I didn't want to alert Ferris. At the very least, I didn't want to speak to him right now.
But before I could say a word, the nurse frowned and murmured in confusion, "Huh. Director Sterling's phone is turned off."




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Story is fine but...Oh god! Such a slow and dragging story. She is always fainting or confused. Has no backbone, very irritating story. Better to avoid...