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CHAPTER-22 A Surprise Discovery

ALARIC'S POV

I step into the bustling hospital, my heart gripped by a sense of urgency as I contemplate the upcoming airlifting of my grandmother from Paris to New York. 

My assistant will handle the arrangements in Paris, but I want to make sure everything is in place in New York. I make my way towards Dr. Vincent's cabin, exchanging greetings with the esteemed doctor upon arrival.

As we settle in, Dr. Vincent mentions that another doctor will be joining us for the discussion. Moments later, the click of heels announces the arrival of a female doctor. 

My breath catches as I lay eyes on her, struck by her stunning appearance in her doctor's attire. There is an air of familiarity about her, and I can't shake the feeling that I have encountered her before. 

Memories of a chance encounter in the elevator flash through my mind, where we collide in a brief but memorable moment.

The female doctor greets Dr. Vincent gracefully before turning to me, introducing herself as Dr. Estella Campbell.

Dr. Estella looked very pretty. She had shiny, brown hair that flowed down her back like a river. Her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky, and when she smiled, it was like sunshine breaking through the clouds and her gentle voice soothes those around her. 

She's like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, bringing joy wherever she goes. She wore a white coat that made her look very smart, and her heels clicked softly as she walked. 

Dr. Estella's cheeks were rosy, and her lips were a soft pink color. She had a kind face that made you feel happy just by looking at her. The mention of her name sparks recognition in my mind, evoking memories of someone I once knew as Ella.

However, I quickly compose myself, maintaining a professional demeanor despite the surge of conflicting emotions within me. I harbor resentment towards ella, holding her responsible for my grandmother's suffering.

As we delve into the discussion about the upcoming surgery, Dr. Vincent instructs Dr. Estella to visit the terrace in preparation for Mrs. Easterwood's arrival via helicopter. With a polite excuse, Dr. Estella leaves the room, leaving me to grapple with my thoughts.

Alone in Dr. Vincent's cabin, my mind drifts back to Ella, wondering if Dr. Estella is the same person. I question my own feelings, surprised by the unexpected longing I feel for someone I thought I despised.

 Yet, I reason with myself, dismissing the notion as mere overthinking. My focus remains steadfast on my grandmother's surgery and my own future, pushing aside any sentimental attachments to the past.

Hours later, Dr. Vincent returns from his rounds, bringing news of my grandmother's transfer to the ICU.

 I follow him, entering the solemn space where my grandmother lies. Dr. Vincent, accompanied by Dr. Estella and another male doctor, begin their observations while I sit by my grandmother's side, holding her hand in silent prayer.

After the examination, Dr. Vincent informs me of the planned 24-hour observation period before proceeding with any surgical decisions. 

With a nod of understanding, I remain in the ICU, watching over my grandmother with a mix of hope and apprehension, my heart heavy with the weight of uncertainty yet filled with determination for her recovery.

AFTER FEW HOURS

I am sitting near my grandmother, holding her hand tightly, when suddenly, a beeping sound fills the room. It's coming from the machines monitoring her vital signs. My heart races as I look at the screen, hoping everything is okay.

Feeling panicked, I begin shouting for help, hoping someone will come quickly. Soon, nurse rushes into the room, she hurries to my grandmother's side.

The nurse quickly assesses the situation, checking the machines and monitoring my grandmother's vital signs. Seeing that my grandmother needs urgent attention, the nurse calls for Dr. Estella, as Dr. Vincent is not available in the hospital at the moment.

Moments later, Dr. Estella enters the room and her presence calms the tense atmosphere. With a confident demeanor, she approaches my grandmother's bed, her eyes focused and determined. Dr. Estella's gentle touch and soothing voice reassure me that everything will be okay.

She swiftly assesses the situation, ordering additional tests and medications to stabilize my grandmother's condition. Despite the urgency of the situation, Dr. Estella remains composed and in control, her professionalism shines through.

With Dr. Estella's expert care and guidance, my grandmother's condition begins to improve. The beeping of the machines gradually subsides, replaced by a sense of relief and gratitude. I watch in awe as Dr. Estella works tirelessly to ensure my grandmother receives the best possible care.

As the crisis passes and my grandmother's condition stabilizes, I can't help but feel grateful for Dr. Estella's timely intervention. With a smile of gratitude, I thank Dr. Estella for her exceptional care and dedication.

As Dr. Estella leaves the room, I notice something shiny on the ground. Curious, I lean down and pick it up, my fingers closing around a delicate bracelet. It's beautiful, adorned with intricate designs and sparkling gemstones.

Suddenly, a memory flashes through my mind - this bracelet, it's familiar. It's the same one that Ella used to wear when we were children. I remember how she would cherish it, wearing it every day as a reminder of her late mother's love.

Realization dawns on me, - Dr. Estella is Ella. The girl I once knew has grown up to become a doctor, just like she always dreamed. Memories flood back - of Ella's laughter, her bright smile, and the bond we shared as childhood friends. clutching Ella's bracelet tightly in my hand, a wave of realization washes over me. 

It hits me like a bolt of lightning - my grandmother is in this condition because of Estella's mistake. I can't let her take part in the surgery, not when her actions have directly contributed to my grandmother's suffering.

Memories flood back - of the day when everything changed. The pain and anger resurface, raw and unyielding, as I recall the helplessness I felt, knowing that I couldn't protect my grandmother from harm.

But now, faced with this unexpected twist of fate, I realize that I have a choice to make. I can't allow Estella to continue to be involved in my grandmother's treatment, not when her past mistakes loom large in my mind.

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