I am a surgeon. More specifically a plastic surgeon . The very best on the east coast of America . If it isn't obvious from my occupation - I will lay it down in black and white terms -I like things pretty. And so, love to beautify all but my self to an extent. This is because I am sick and tired of being sexualized especially because of my gender . I am an excellent artist . I have redrawn faces and reshaped bodies .
"Dr Claire ! " the chief called. "Scatter " I ordered my interns . How I despised teaching them . How they all got in to this top program was beyond me . But they obeyed and immediately retreated .
I turned to face the man . He was around 70 years old . Tall and belly fat with boring brown eyes . He surveyed me , "you look like shit" . This didn't draw a laugh as he wanted . I had worked for 24 hours straight , and was still on my feet . Thank god to mania( people with mania have trouble sleeping and bursts of energy) .
"What is it ?" And "is someone's brain spilling?" I tried to keep the bite out of my voice but seemed to have failed as his smile
dropped "no not quite" , " Follow me dr"
Curious I did , I walked straight head held high . I was respected here and it didn't come easily. The interns murmured as they walked .
I realized we were walking towards the VIP wing and was immediately suspicious. It was dawning me that this was serious as the chief lowered his head . His shoulders dropping in surrender.
He opened the door and I walked through. My gaze immediately lay on the limp form laid on the bed . With a startle , I realized it was a female.
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The goddess's demise
AçãoCassandra is one hot rich girl who turns out is the supernatural saviour. However to describe her as such is one's indelible. The moon goddess drew her fate such that it intertwined with 3 other girls . There is also her mother who goes missing and...
