Avenoir

Avenoir - Hillary

Hillary

I sit at my desk, my cheeks bright red as I try and ignore the sounds coming from Dr. Evans's office. She wasn't even supposed to be coming into the hospital today but... well... apparently, she is. In the hospital. And coming.

Multiple times, if the sounds she's making are any indication.

I came back from my break just in time to see Mr. Black push her into her office and close the door behind them. He locked it, which made me a little curious at the time, but now, of course, it's more than clear.

I've been sitting here for the better part of thirty minutes, trying to figure out what to do. I mean, it's not like I can make or take any calls with that going on in the background. And I really can't concentrate on typing up reports. I feel very voyeuristic, remaining at my desk, listening to them... listening to her. I mean, she's my boss. It's um... weird. But also, she's so lovely, and she's been in love with Mr. Black for as long as I've been her secretary, so I am absolutely delighted for her.

I mean, even when she was married to Commander Brady, she was still in love with Mr. Black. At first, after Commander Brady returned, she would light up every time she saw Mr. Black in the hospital. Then after she got kidnapped by that loopy Stella Lombard and Mr. Black went to find her and fell into that pit and got trapped with her, things became pretty weird and tense for a while. That weirdness was explained later on.

I felt so bad for her when things went south in her marriage. I mean, I guess it wasn't that surprising. The way the whole thing went down, at her baby's baptism. Man, it was the talk of the hospital for weeks. Commander Brady was kind of an asshole after all that and then she went and got kidnapped by that creepy-ass Stefano DiMera who is kinda obsessed with her. When I say kinda, I mean like a freaky, stalky, rapey kind of obsessed. It's gross, honestly. But she was destroyed by that whole deal, and not herself for a long time. Obviously, that also got explained. Kind of. I mean, it was in the papers, so it must have been true, right?

However, when friends ask why I worked for another doctor for months in '94-'95, I tell them my boss took a sabbatical. Cos honestly, who wants to tell your friends your employer was possessed by Satan himself?

But, since then, she's only had eyes for Mr. Black. And I was pretty sure he's had eyes for her too. And why wouldn't he? I mean she's freakin' beautiful, as well as lovely. But for some reason, he's been with that awful Kristen DiMera. I mean, I guess I don't really have any good reason to dislike her. Other than she's got Dr. Evans man, and Dr. Evans should have Dr. Evans man.

They would make the most gorgeous couple. I mean, their kid is one of the cutest little tykes I've ever seen. She has good genes. And honestly, I could just quietly watch them for hours when they're together. The way they look at each other. The way they touch, even though I don't think they're aware of it. They are two of the most attractive people I have ever seen.

Why they're not together, why the two of them can't see the way the other one feels about them is one of my life's greatest mysteries. I'll be honest, I have considered calling Mr. Black and telling him that Dr. Evans is in trouble. Because I am telling you, he would break the land-speed record to get here to save her. So then, my plan would be just to lock them both in her office and slip a note under the door telling them to work their shit out, admit they're crazy in love, and just bang each other.

However, apparently, that idea is now redundant AF.

I hear a particularly loud Oh God! through the door and blush beet red before I drop my face into my hands. I really want to just go. But what happens if I do, and someone thinks she's in trouble? What if someone bangs on the door, or even worse, gets the caretaker to open it with his master key?