Pulse of a Heavy Heart
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  • Reads 10
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 37m
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Working hard was my motto.

I put it upon myself to please everyone, to work hard, and to make a life that would honor everyone in my family.

Until I stepped into the cold waters of the real world, unshielded by my parents.

Now, as a Integrated Cardiothoracic Surgery Resident, my life feels far from complete. 


As the youngest resident in an elite integrated cardiothoracic surgery program, Dr. Amara Iyers has always thrived under pressure. But behind her steady hands and calculated precision lies a heart weighed down by grief, self-doubt, and the relentless expectations of a family she can no longer lean on.
Haunted by the loss of her parents and brother, Amara's every move feels like a test-her success a tribute to their sacrifices, her failure unthinkable. The endless hours in the OR and the constant demands of academic medicine leave her questioning her abilities and wondering if she's truly cut out for the life she's chosen. Outside the hospital walls, the silence of her empty apartment amplifies her loneliness, and the smiles she wears to mask her pain begin to crack.
When an unexpected rival encounter forces her to confront her deepest fears and insecurities, following a life of love and romance, Amara embarks on a journey of self-discovery. Through the wisdom of mentors, the camaraderie of friends, and her own growing resilience, she begins to understand that healing isn't just for the body-it's for the soul.
In a story of heartache and hope, Pulse of a Heavy Heart explores the pressures of perfection, the weight of expectations, and the power of self-compassion. Amara's journey reminds us that sometimes the hardest battle isn't saving a life-it's learning to live your own.
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