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Catherine’s POV “Great job on the surgery, Dr Williams,” One of the nurse anesthetists, Nina, uttered as we walked out of the theater together.We had just finished one of the most complicated surgeries that I had ever had to perform in my career as a neurosurgeon.The surgery was done on a set of conjoined twins who were interlocked at their heads. I was extremely proud of both myself and my team for putting up a great job.“Thank you,” I beamed, taking off my surgery regalia, with the exception of my scrubs, and tossing it into a trashcan.“How do you do it, Dr Williams?” One of the assisting surgeons, Baldwin, asked. “You are just too good. Words can't express how excellent you are.”“Aww,” I smiled. “You overestimate me too much at times. I mean, I'm just doing my job. And I'd be a bad surgeon if I can't do operations, won't I?”“Right,” They all echoed, and my smile got bigger before I made my way to the locker room.Just then, Nina walked in giggling at her phone. Only then did

Catherine’s POV “Good morning, Dr Williams,” Mrs Helton, the mother of my latest patient, a seven-year old boy, greeted me as I strolled to their side of the ward.Her son however was unconscious, with a knitted blanket covering his small body. He was yet to regain his consciousness after three days.The boy was a victim of a hit and run. His skull had been mildly fractured in the accident. Till now, the driver was yet to be found and I couldn't help but feel bad.Thankfully, his wounds were healing at a faster rate than I had initially expected, which quenched some of my worries.Beaming, I responded. “Morning, Mrs Helton. I presume you are doing well today.”“Very well at that,” She nodded in agreement. “My son is awake and has the appetite of a child who was starved by a wicked stepmother and I can't be any happier or relieved. Thanks a lot, Dr Williams. You are the best.”“You are welcome, Mrs Helton,” I replied. “However, I want you to know that you don't have to thank me at all

Alessandro’s POV “Look at them,” Grandma beamed as she watched the twins, her eyes glimmering with adoration. “Absolute little darlings.”“Yeah, they sure are absolute little darlings but they could also be endearing demons sometimes,” I said, to which she nodded as we both laughed.Currently, the twins, Catherine, Grandma, and I were on the veranda at Grandma's place.Today was Catherine's day off which coincided with a national holiday. Thus, I had also taken the day off to spend time with my dear family.Catherine on the other hand seemed to be absent minded as she incessantly stared at her phone like she was expecting something important.No, it was more than that. She looked a bit terrified and her hands had turned white due to her grabbing her phone as though her life depended on it.She wasn't by chance still in touch with Laura, right?Come to think of it, after we arrived from Canada last night, she had been glued to her phone, and had only left it to use the bathroom.An ex

Catherine’s POV “Do you need a jacket, ma'am?” A voice came from behind me as I stared into the voidness that was in front of me.Turning around, I was met with the sight of a young policewoman gazing at me sympathetically.“No, thank you,” I muttered, looking down at my trembling hands. “Alright, ma'am,” She sounded unconvinced. “But do let me know if you need anything.”“Okay,”And with that, she sauntered out of the waiting room. Hugging myself, I averted my stare to the white walls of the police station as the memories of everything that happened in the last hour played in my head.I had managed to escape death for the second time in three months. And both time it had been because of my utter stupidity.Now that I thought of it, leaving the house without telling Alessandro the truth had truly been an asinine decision. Hell, what if something bad had happened to me.What if Laura had fired the bullet before the policemen arrived?What if the policemen had arrived only to find me