Aria stepped into the doctor’s room, feeling as miserable as ever, hoping that seeing Dr Greene would shed some light on the constant headaches she got and nausea she couldn’t seem to shake since she got up in the morning.
“Aria Gray, here for my appointment with Dr Greene?” The receptionist looked through the files on the counter and set hers aside.
“You can have a seat, I’ll call you when he's ready.” Aria took a seat on one of the waiting room chairs, pulling out her phone to pass time just as it rang.
“Hello?” Aria answered, seeing Aycin’s name on the caller ID.
“Aria.” Aria chuckled at his stern tone, it wasn’t one s
Aria left her meeting with the District Attorney and headed straight for the airport with the various case files she retrieved already on their way to her office in Seattle. The documents were too important to carry on so instead she had them couriered home.Aycin would be touching down in a few minutes and looking at the dreadful Big Apple traffic before her, she resolved that he would have to wait on her. His interview was at 8 am on Friday morning at the hospital which was only a few minutes walk from the hotel she booked them into.At first, they meant to fly back on Friday after his interview, but Aycin’s mood hadn’t improved much since the previous week, so after contemplation with Deagan, they figured a few days away might help him get over his funk.
“How did it go?” Aria asked when Aycin stepped through the door, but the look on his face made her cringe. “That bad?”Aycin shrugged off his jacket and collapsed on a nearby chair with a heavy sigh.“They waitlisted me for a future position.” Aria’s jaw dropped.“Why call you for an interview if they know the position is already filled?” Aycin shrugged.“Formality?” Aria was annoyed, placing her laptop down on the bed beside her, she approached him and kneeled before him.“Aycin…” Aria called softly, prying his hands from his face. “Think abou
Deagan hadn’t called or returned her calls since morning and Aria was starting to worry, he’d been acting differently over the past few days, more distracted and distant. She wasn’t sure whether it had to do with developments at work or something else, but she never found the time to ask.In the past two months since his birthday they spent less time together than usual with both of their busy schedules clashing, they found themselves seeing less of each other during the day, instead one would slip into bed beside the other after a long day and together they’d drift off to sleep, sometimes barely breathing a word.If it weren’t for the fact that Deagan spent more nights at his apartment than with her, she wouldn’t have even noticed the distance he created in the last week. The unanswere
Aria searched her brain to remember her passcode for her tablet, she changed it a few days prior and couldn’t remember to what, much to her irritation.Her cell phone rang just as he dropped the tablet down, tired of trying to figure out what it was.“Aria?” She answered, not checking the caller ID first.“Miss Gray, I’m calling from Dr Greene’s office. Your appointment with Dr Greene at Washington General is confirmed for Wednesday at 9 am in room 6B, west wing.” Aria scribbled down the information in her diary, making a note to postpone her meetings for the day.“Thank you, I will be there.” She agreed and cut the call, deciding to go to reset her p
Aria cursed herself for having that shot as she emptied the contents of her stomach in her toilet just hours after coming back from the restaurant, the lamb chops she had making their way back up her throat.Deagan dropped her off at home and left, but for the life of her, she couldn’t recall why he hadn’t stayed, and given her current position, she was glad he hadn’t.She clutched onto the toilet seat for dear life, willing away the dizziness that accompanied nausea. The headaches were something she’d come to terms with and on many occasions learned to live with, without taking medication, but that evening she decided on a strong painkiller to help her through the chatter-filled evening.Lesson one, alcohol and painkillers should ne
Aria walked out of the hospital in a zombie-like state, a week since the incident at work, and her life was turned upside down.She had no idea how to react to the news she just received. When Dr Whetstone suggested she run more tests, she thought of it as just a precaution, but the results made her stomach churn and if it weren’t for the medication she was on, she was sure she would have passed out from shock.“Aria!” She heard her name being called out in the distance, but she didn’t recognise the voice. “Aria!” A hand fell on her shoulder, shocking her out of her reverie and caused her to jump.“Aycin, dammit, you scared me.” She threw a hand to her heart, willing it to calm down when her eyes landed on the
Aria stood awkwardly in the corner of the private dining hall that Deagan hired out, the room was filled with family and close friends there to celebrate the twenty-eighth birthday, but she didn’t feel even the least bit happy.Her forced smile was starting to quiver and she couldn’t let it fall in front of everyone, least of all Deagan who worked hard to make sure she was having a good time.“You don’t look like a woman enjoying her birthday party.” Mikhail Lazarev commented, slipping into the spot beside her.“I’m just tired, it’s been a difficult week at work and I feel a little drained so I wanted to take a breather without being a damper on the mood.” She over-explained which caused him to raise an
Aria sat on the plane, staring out at the clouds beneath them, she felt numb all over, neither unsettled nor okay, she simply didn’t feel and she preferred it that way, what was the use feeling when all she knew was pain.“Would you like anything to drink?” Aycin asked from the seat beside her and she shook her head.“Aria we have to talk at some point.” Aycin sighed when the air hostess stepped away.“Why did you do it?” She turned to face him for the first time since leaving the party.“Because on some level I understand why you didn’t want him to know.” Aria tilted her head.