“Are you already considering an early retirement, doctor?” Cassandra was stunned by the question one of her regular patients asked, “I… no. Is something... different?” The brunette laughed casually, taking a look at the new business card, “Oh well… you’re only working Monday to Wednesday and that’s a bit—” “Unusual?” “Yeah. Getting a booking was so hard this time. My husband almost convinced me to go to the hospital.” “Ah…” She had no idea what to say to that. Well, she was well aware that this decision would affect her patients, especially the regular ones. In case of an eventual emergency, she would always make an exception.It was ten o’clock when she finished. Would she say she was tired? Yes, but there had been worse days. As she exited her office, she was surprised to find Charles still at his desk. She sighed, “I told you not to wait up for me, Charles.” He averted his eyes, putting down his phone, “It’s not safe to be alone here, doctor.” She pursed her lips, shaking her h
~ ~ ~ ~ ~Two weeks later“I didn't want to lead him on. So, I told him that I preferred him as a friend. He said he felt the same.” “No shit.” Megan responded to Selena as she jumped high in the air, slamming that volleyball, sending it strongly to the other side of the net, scoring easily once again against the two women they were playing with.Selena raised her hand, doing a little dance, “Ahaha. Beat that, suckers! We’re in for the win!” Megan arched an eyebrow, sarcastically asking, “Are we really high-fiving again?” “Yes!” “Fine.” She directed her eyes towards Cattleya, smugly asking as she walked to her, “You wanna join, Cat?” Lounging on her beach chair, Cattleya looked at her through the shady Ray-Ban, waggling an eyebrow, “Why, you already tired, lieutenant?” “Don’t get cocky with me. Gimme a sip.” She extended her martini and Megan held it, sipping into it, eyeing her body, “Goddamn, Cat. That bikini leaves little to the imagination. What do you think, Selena?” Selena blu
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In all the wild activities that were going on right now, Cassandra was sitting under Cat's private gazebo, gazing at Selena with longing. The artist was standing barefoot on the sand and she was painting. She was so beautiful. Like always. She wished she would just look her way, smile at her but the girl had been avoiding her the whole day. She miserably looked at the tiny object she had brought with her, wondering what she was still doing here. “Hey, babe.” She turned to Megan with a small smile, acknowledging her, “Hey.” The lieutenant walked up the small steps, entering the gazebo, sliding on the bench, right beside her. “You not joining us? The bonfire’s lit. Hear that sweet music?” “Mm-hm. Sweet sounds indeed. I was just about to leave in a bit.” She arched an eyebrow, reaching for her hand, gazing at the shiny object she was holding. She chuckled, “Now. That’s something I shouldn’t miss. Now would be a good time to propose. She’s alone.” She solemnly said, “I’m stil
~ ~ ~ ~ ~Cattleya growled, trying not to fall when Megan flung an arm around her shoulder, leaning her whole weight onto her. Megan tossed a glance over her shoulder when she heard the giggles and saw that it was only the two volleyball players she had been flirting with the whole day, “Mmh, don’t fall behind, my loves. I promised you a good night, didn’t I?” Cattleya snapped at her, smelling the strong liquor on her breath, “Shut up, Meg. You’re completely wasted.” She smugly said, blowing in her ear, “Don’t be jelly, Catty. Mmh, I’ve always wondered what it’s like to dominate a dominatrix—” “That’s it.” She viciously let go of the lieutenant who instantly tripped, unable to hold her own. The two women instantly stepped up to catch her in time, laughing now. Cattleya ran her hand in her hair, frustratingly looking at her and then, at them, disregarding her friend completely, “Do whatever you want with her.” “Ms. Kir.” She jerked on the spot, taken aback by the sudden voice. She
Standing in her surgeon attire, surrounded by both Jillian and Emma, Cassandra was preparing herself to perform a hysterectomy with their assistance. Her patient has been put under general anesthesia. She approached the table, held the tool which Emma handed her and made a small incision in her patient’s belly button. Using a laparoscope, a tiny camera was inserted through the cut and an image was projected from it to the screen. As she watched the image, examining the internal organs, she made two other tiny incisions in the lower abdomen before proceeding for the removal process. Two hours later, when the surgery was completed and Jillian was attending to the now awake patient, Cassandra spent a good time meticulously washing her hand with antibacterial soap. She wore back her white coat, exited the room, nodding towards the patient’s husband, signalling him to proceed to her office. She opened the woman’s file, jotting down some medications as well as advising the husband about
Cassandra jerked awake, when freezing water slammed against her face, knocking the breath out of her. She inhaled sharply, instinctively pulled at her hands to find out she couldn’t move them. Her eyes adjusted to the light and among the icy droplets that dripped from her hair, she made out the dark shape looming over her, her heart pounding in her chest.When her vision cleared, she impassively gazed at Charles. She exhaled slowly, shaking her hands to test out the cable ties which were locked around her wrists onto the arms of a metal chair. Too strong. Her feet were also locked together. She eyed the room, realizing that she was still in her clinic, in her laboratory.“It’s futile to resist, doctor.” She frowned at him, “What do you want from me?” He raised the post-it note, shifting through the small pages. He gazed at it, muttered something under his breath and slid it back in his pocket. He approached her, raising his hand to caress the area near her temple, noting the injury ma
Cattleya reached for her packet of cigarettes near the gear shift, taking one out and bringing it to her lips. She furrowed her brows, searching for her lighter and grumbled under her breath, “Dammit.” In her haste to leave the manor to join Cassandra and Megan for dinner, she forgot to take one. That was frustrating. She had cleared her schedule for nothing. It gave her a headache thinking about all those postponed meetings that needed to be allocated again. She should have known the doctor had unpredictable emergencies to attend to. It wouldn't be the first time that something like this would happen anyway and she was certain it wouldn't be the last time too. Cassandra prioritized human life above everything else. She closed her car's door, walking to Selena who was leaning against the hood of her Bugatti Chiron, “I suppose you don’t have a light?” Selena shook her head, her eyes stuck on the ring adorning her finger, “I don’t smoke, Ms. Kir.” "Why am I not
She ran through the hallways of the hospital, tears rolling down her cheeks. Where did they take her? Why didn’t the lieutenant let her ride in the ambulance? She should be with the doctor right now. “Hey you, don’t run in the corridors!” A nurse crossly spat at her, grabbing onto her arm, stopping her. She stiffened, “Please, it’s— they brought Cassandra in. Doctor York. Where did they take her?” The nurse scoffed at her, finding it hard to follow up with what she was saying, “Dr. York doesn’t work here. If you need to consult an ob-gyn—” Selena shook her shoulders frantically, her eyes blurring again, “She’s badly injured, goddamn you! She was bleeding. The ambulance— it must have come here!” A bit startled, the nurse stammered, “Oh my God. Is that true?! She must be in the ER then! Right there! But you can’t go in—” She released her, ignoring her warning as she made her way there. She saw another nurse, carrying blood packets in her hands and she followed her, bar