PROLOGUE:

The door of the room opened, and a man entered with a serious face, his gaze was sharp and hateful while staring at the petite woman sitting on the chair in a prison uniform, handcuffed. Her head was wrapped in a gauze.

She was smiling gladly, but the man’s poker face was still.

“So, I am here.” The man said while standing near the door.

“Come and sit near me,” The woman said and pouted her lips in a way that would seduce any man in the urgency of her command, but sadly, the man in front of her wasn't easy to fool. He won't submit to her, not so easily.

The man took a deep, long thought before he made a move and finally sat, “Do you still have no regrets?” He asked. .

“There is only one regret I had left behind, and I will kill him too soon..” She said, laughing crazily.

BAM !!

“If you dare touch him, I will kill you with my own hands.” The man hit both his hands on the table angrily and said through gritted teeth.

“It would feel so good to be killed by the one you love the most.” The woman said to him, and the man frowned, completely displeased by her attitude.

“You’re crazy.”

He then stood up and left the room.

“I will kill that brat like I had killed her.. hahahaha..” Behind him, the woman’s evil laugh was echoing, making the man realize what a big trouble he had gotten into after joining his new job….

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THE BEGINNING

Sitting in the corridor, a woman was lost in her thoughts. The flashes of her and her best friend, Mary Rose, came into her mind. The time they both spent together. The first time Emma came to the Mid City hospital as a nurse, she was so quiet and different from everyone. She was raised by her God fearing grandmother. She was taught not to make waves. If someone did her wrong, she would turn her cheek just like the bible had taught her to do.

She didn’t use any makeup to make herself beautiful, nor did she have a telephone to make contact with other nurses. She was all occupied by herself until one day a nurse bullied her and pushed her down a flight of stairs, and Mary was the only one who helped her.

Mary was the head of the evening emergency room. She even asked Emma to file a complaint against the nurse and have her charges for the assault, but Emma simply refused; she didn’t want any trouble at her work at all, but she appreciated Mary’s effort to give her justice.

She took a few days off to heal. Mary came to her apartment on her lunch break every single day. After that day, they started calling each other by their nicknames. Mary wanted to be called Linda, and Emma wanted Mary to call her Lizz. They started having lunch together. Linda told her about her extended family and all of the cool things they did.

Mary was married to the second son of the police commissioner. Her oldest brother-in-law was killed in the line of duty. The youngest brother-in-law of hers was a beat cop, and her sister in law was an assistant DA for the city. Emma enjoyed working under Mary. She had truly learned a lot from her.

Soon, Mary became her only friend at the hospital. After three months of working together, they both had become good friends, and then Mary told her that she had volunteered to help Dr. Shepherd, the senior doctor who was in charge of all new projects.

Emma blamed herself for Mary’s death. She should have ridden with that patient while transferring the patient to another hospital. She couldn't do it. She had to pick up her grandmother's medication.. The pharmacy was going to close in fifteen minutes.

Emma rushed to the pharmacy as it was closing soon. The car left with other nurses and Mary, leaving Emma behind, and soon the news came that the car had met with an accident and exploded into ashes. It was a terrible death, the entire corpses were burned, unrecognizable. Nobody survived.

“Miss Emma,” a nurse said, bringing Emma back to reality.

“Yes.” She replied.

“You can go in. Dr. Shepherd is waiting for you.” The nurse informed her. Emma stood up and walked in the office.

“Hello Emma,” the doctor greeted.

“Hello, Mr. Shepherd.”

“So what can I do for you?” he asked politely.

“I am here to volunteer for help, Dr,” she said.

Dr. Shepherd took a deep look at her and exhaled. “For Mary?”

She nodded her head, and her tears were on the verge of falling. After Mary died, she wanted to volunteer to help in her place of as, remembering her kindness towards other people. Dr. Shepherd told her that he had already found a new assistant, but he would put her on his nurses' list for the new project. She agreed and signed up to be a nurse at the rehab clinic.

“You know it was a live-in position.” He asked.

“That would suit me fine.” She smiled and replied.

Dr. Shepherd didn't know that she was on the layoff list, but now she had found another position that kept her job. She lived in a little one room with bath already. It wouldn't be too different. She could take off in between her Christmas work schedule and starting her new position on January 2nd. It wouldn't take but a day to move.

She asked Dr. Shepherd about her room, or anything necessary she would bring with her. Dr. Shepherd informed her that it had a bed and dresser drawers. The bath was a three fourths with a little vanity, toilet, and a small walk-in shower. Emma thought this would be great, knowing Grandma could move into her little apartment by her brother and wouldn't have to go into a senior citizen facility or move out of town to another relative's home.

When she got home, she packed her personal items. She told Grandma everything and showed her a picture of what the outside of the building looked like.

The next Friday, Dr. Shepherd called Emma into his office.

“The building was ready to have the furniture moved in.” He informed her.

“So, when could you move in to be around for all of the deliveries?” He then asked.

“ I am ready to be transferred whenever you need me to,” She replied to him happily.

“Great,” Dr. Shepherd then handed her the permission slip. She signed the permission slip and was transferred the next day. She knew she would have an easy holiday season. Every year the holiday season, the Emergency room saw triple the number of cases than at any other time of the year. Emma moved her personal items in that afternoon and hoped for a good future ahead of her..

Will she be able to survive this new place??