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ling carts, the low hum of machines, the echo of hurried footsteps. The smell of disinfectant clung to e

Every step felt like walking int

his posture as commanding as ever. He didn't need to raise his voice to comm

e hospital. Patients don't wait. Records don't wait. Neither do emergencies. If yo

d, some scribblin

down, wishing she could

of interns, landing squarely on he

lummeted. "

the surgical ward and the e

ns gawked. A few smirked. Someone whispered un

her brows furrowed. "Sir, that's

ook at her. "Is ther

into a thin line. Sh

sides, but she forced her v

before he turned back to his clipboar

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bled int

cation lists. Nora's pen scratched desperately across the pages, her handwriting slippi

ched, and her stomach growled. But ther

me the emer

arm, a child coughing violently, a woman screaming in labor. Doctors shouted orders, nurses rushed past

blurred fro

arked. "Did you log

Her chest squeezed-she couldn'

she lied, her

rp look but hurried off

One mistake cou

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he desk, drowning in unfinished charts. The other interns had gone

er shoulder. She leaned against the wall

is isn't normal. He's target

line. "I can't stop, Maya. If I don't finish this, he'll u

her voice fierce. "

cracked. "He said I

Then she whispered, "Then let

eyes, but she blinked them back. "Maya... please.

, Maya sighed and sank down beside her. "Then at leas

rgue, but she didn't have the strengt

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of the emergency ward, her eyes heavy, her arms achi

was the last one

e corner, Adrian Col

ood ra

of his white coat, as though he'd been waiting. His gray eyes flicked over

l here," he

st her chest, her knees trembling. "

didn't change. "And

r," she

ospital doesn't have room for weak links. If you can't keep up, D

words came. The weight of h

ng. Don't think I don't know your type. Money-hungry. Willing to use anything-" his eye

aught like she'

ould n

t you're here for anything other than medicine, I'll have y

. She nodded quickly, un

oo

way, his footsteps echoing against the tiles,

er knees buckled. She pressed against the w

ever felt

. Havens Hospital, one truth

't just trying t

ying to d