Waves of Healing (Mikhaiah)

Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Heartache and Healing

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Ava’s POV

Luis Lancaster won the election. Top 2. Unbelievable.

Hindi ako makapaniwala nang lumabas ang resulta ng eleksyon.  After everything he did, after the case we filed against him 11 years ago, people still trusted him enough to vote for him. It made my blood boil. I wanted to scream. How could they forget what kind of man he really was?

Pero patuloy lang ang buhay. Nasa hospital ako ngayon dahil may 36-hour shift ako. Nakakatulong naman ang tranaho ko para ma-distract ako kahit papaano. Nag iikot ako ngayon sa hospital at binibisita na rin ang iba kong pasensya nang lumapit sakin ang isang nurse, maputla ang mukha niya at tila kinakabahan.

"Doc, kailangan niyo po pumunta sa ER. May bagong pasyente, sobrang importante po nito sainyo." mabilis na turan ng nurse at naglakad na nang mabilis.

I stopped dead in my tracks. My heart dropped as I processed her words. There was a knot in my stomach, a deep, unsettling feeling of dread. I didn’t want to ask who, but I couldn’t stop myself.

“Sino? Sino yung pasyente?” My voice cracked.

“Cody brought her in.” seryosong saad ng nurse habang naglalakad kami

Mas binilisan ko pa ang lakad papuntang ER. Bawat hakbang ko ay may halo ng dasal, *Please, God, not Mom, not Kuya Leo, and please... not Miley.* My mind raced, imagining the worst, my chest tightening with fear.

But when I finally reached the ER, my world crumbled. Lying on the bed, pale and bloodied, was Miley.

Tila tumigil ang tibok ng puso ko at nang hina ang tuhod ko sa nakita ko pero, but I forced myself to stay professional, to keep my composure.
Nasa tabi ni Miley si Cody at ang mukha nito ay puno ng pag-aalala. I took a deep breath, stepping forward, putting on the mask of a doctor. I had to. For her.

Maputla ang mga labi ni Miley at puno ng dugo ang mukha nito na nang gagaling sa kanyang ulo. She was in pain, I could tell, and seeing her like this made my heart ache in ways I couldn’t describe. I grabbed some gauze and started to clean her wounds, my hands trembling slightly.

“Doc...” Miley's voice was barely a whisper, weak and shaky. “It hurts... be careful, please.”

Hearing her in pain, calling me "Doc" instead of “bubby” broke me. Every time she winced or flinched, pakiramdam ko ay may bumabaan na kutsilyo sa dibdib ko. But I couldn’t afford to let my emotions take over, not now. I had to focus on treating her. I had to be strong.

“Sorry, bubby,” I whispered, trying to steady my hands. “I’m almost done, okay? Just hang in there.”

After cleaning her wounds and stitching up the gash on her head, I stepped out of the room, my emotions finally catching up to me. Agad akong pumunta sa CR and sinarado ako. Agad akong lumapit sa sink, binuksan ko ang gripo at agad na naghilamos.  My reflection stared back at me, and I hardly recognized the woman in the mirror. Red-rimmed eyes, heavy breaths, heart full of fear.

I had almost lost her. That thought alone shook me to the core.

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