"I don't even love you, I'm just with you because I know you're rich.."
"We're over. Let me go."
Dr. Fahlada Thananusak woke up drenching in cold sweat for countless nights in a row now. Her drowsy gaze fell upon her bedside clock, 1:35 AM. She came home late at night and slept for only 2 hours. She lazily stands up and fetches her favorite cognac. The Doctor knows herself so well that she shouldn't drink more than three glasses so that she could treat her patient with her usual self tomorrow. Way before, she's one of those types of people that don't even find it hard to fall asleep within a minute but after what happened..
It's been what, two years since then? She vividly remembers the gentle caress of soft hands, the expressive eyes that bring sunshine wherever her lover looks at her, the soft and gentle smile that spreads to her lips that shows an eternity of affection that never failed to make her heart placid- calm, peaceful and content.
Fahlada sips her cognac and sighs emptily at the Bangkok skyline. Ever Since she was a child, she always needed to have her own space to process obsessiveness to orderliness and she hates it when people mess things up. She hates it when things don't go to plan.
"Never again.." Fahlada whispered bitterly while tipping the rest of the dry liquid.
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As the sole heir of the Thananusak empire that had their hands with multiple companies, Fahlada was tasked by her parents to run their main business involving health care and Hospitals but she never took anything for granted. She studied at the high esteemed university in the country and completed her internship along with residency in a foreign land to hone her skills further. Now, working at St. King Hospital, Dr. Fahlada is well known to be the angel doctor that handles their distinguished VIP clients.
The usual scene of the hospital always welcomes her. The buzzling of busy nurses and doctors in white coats going to and fro. The worried, anxious and happy faces of people mixed her and there is constant. The Doctor went straight to her office, hung her coat at the rack and massaged her temple after sitting down comfortably in her spot. Her lack of sleep is catching up with her but she needs to power through since her half of her day requires her to handle out patient care.
"Good morning Dr. Fahlada!" Jane, her assistant nurse, greeted while peeking at the doctor, "Your first patient is ready now, in a bit, I'll let her in okay?"
Fahlada nodded and took her remaining time to browse reports from yesterday.
"Good morning Doctor, I'm Suzie. We just wanted to check the rashes of the actress that I'm managing." Suzie confidently stated. She's very happy that she was able to seize a check up schedule from the coveted Doctor.
Fahlada smiled but her attention was pulled when she heard that melancholic familiar soothing voice "Doctor?"
Lada closed her eyes for a brief moment, it might be that the lack of sleep is making her see things, hallucinate but the bewitching face that inhibits her dreams every night failed to fade and is still standing at her door.
The Doctor calmed her racing heart before responding in a deadpan tone,
