Chapter Sixty-five

Eleanor could not get herself to focus on work that day. She had made a ghastly mistake last night. Having an affair with Drakken meant accepting her role as a mistress, did it not?

She felt dirty and a whore.

His gamma and beta had made everything worse by walking in at the most inappropriate time. They knew now how desperate she was for another woman's betrothed.

Eleanor snapped back to reality when a patient yelped in pain. She assisted another student in surgery as she was not fully qualified to perform one yet. She rummaged through the surgical tray for suture scissors as the student outstretched her hands for them.

Then the unthinkable happened. It fell from her hands and stabbed into the student's toe. Eleanor's mouth dropped open in sheer horror.

"I'm... I am truly sorry..."

"I do not get why Emma keeps you here," the student barked out. "You are a fucking psychopath!"

"It was a mistake..."

But the girl was not having any of her excuses. "Get out, you stupid weakling!"

Eleanor