LYRIC
I was glad when my shift came to an end. My day had been ruined from the moment I healed that man that all I wanted to do was get home and have some sleep.
I passed by the room of the man I’d healed, just to peep through the window.
I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d ratted me out already. How was he even able to tell what I was?
I slackened my steps when I neared the door and found Guinevere outside the room without another doctor. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but it bothered me.
What if the man had told them and they were thinking of the best way to capture me?
Oh, stop it, Lyric. Stop being so negative.
If only it was that easy.
The second doctor left before I got to the spot to meet Guinevere. I looked out for the woman’s expression. This would determine if she knows something or not.
“Lyric. How was your day?” She sounded normal.
I took a deep breath. “I’m fine, Doctor Guinevere.”
I faced the window. The man was asleep.
“Is he uh…better? I heard he was in a coma.”
“Ah, yes. He miraculously woke up today.”
“Oh.” I nodded, my stomach tightening with nervousness. “How did that happen? I mean, did we have to do something special? Or did he-”
“It’s all thanks to Marta,” she cut me off, speaking in a whisper.
It took me a moment to wrap my head around the revelation. “Wait, what?”
“The man was her patient. And when I asked her, she said she had tried something new on him this morning which was the reason he regained consciousness.”
My head spun, my mouth dropping open. What in the name of Selene? Marta was taking the glory for something she didn’t do?
Now that I thought of it, Guinevere never asked questions concerning the surgery that was
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performed on Mr. Owens. I never wanted her to know it was me, but she never even tried to know who did it.
“I–I see.” I blinked rapidly, coughing to clear the sudden heaviness in my throat.
“She’s quite good. And she wants it to remain a secret. Doesn’t want the whole attention, your know?”
Oh, for Selene’s sake! Marta was more unbelievable than I thought. Of course, she’d want it to remain a secret because it wasn’t her doing!
“Was she…also the one that performed surgery on Mr. Owens?” Guinevere looked at me when I asked. “You know, I’d seen her go into the surgical ward but didn’t know if…” I shrugged, wanting her to complete the statement.
I tried to remain calm, but inside, I was burning with rage.
Guinevere hesitated before nodding.
“Actually, yes. She performed the surgery alone and didn’t want anyone to know about it.”
My eyes widened like saucers.
Guinevere must think I’m shocked because I didn’t know Marta could do such amazing things. She didn’t know I was being shocked that Marta could be such a lying bitch!
She was taking the glory for what I did! And while I didn’t want anyone knowing it was me, it still hurt to see someone lie confidently with my efforts.
Could she be any worse?
“She’s unbelievable,” I huffed, but I didn’t think Guinevere heard me.
“Did you say something, dear?”
I shook my head. I’d only be shooting myself in the leg if I told her Marta was lying.
“How’s the man? Has he said anything since he woke up?”
She explained to me that he’d mostly been sleeping and hadn’t spoken much. She also told me who he was. He was just a regular member from a neighboring Pack.
“The few times he was awake, he’s been insisting on meeting the doctor that saved him. So, Marta will be coming to see him soon.”
My heart skipped a frantic beat. He wants to see me.
But now, Marta has claimed the glory.
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No! What if he calls Marta what he called me? Or would he be able to tell that we’re different?
Guinevere’s phone rang, and she excused herself to pick it.
I stared at the man for some time. He was deep asleep. There was nothing I could do.
I returned home with this deep ache in my heart. I hated that I was this troubled.
Gods, I should’ve listened to Jace.
I dropped my bag on the bed and was about taking off my jewelry in front of the dresser when my eyes caught onto something on the table.
My brows furrowed as I picked it up, wanting to have a clear look at it. And when I read the note, my breath froze.
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