Chapter 8 :- Linda

Linda lay soundly asleep on a hospital bed, tucked under a warm blanket. The air in the room was filled with the soft hum of medical machines and the faint scent of sterile surroundings. It was a peaceful moment, interrupted only by the beeping of monitors tracking her vital signs.

However, Linda's tranquility was suddenly shattered by a sharp, searing pain shooting through her leg. Grimacing and instinctively clenching her teeth, she jolted awake, gasping for breath. Sweat trickled down her forehead as she tried to cope with the intensity of the unexpected agony.

Almost instantly, the door swung open, and a Doctor, clad in a white coat with a stethoscope draped around his neck, rushed in. His expression was a mix of concern and focused determination.

"Are you alright, Linda?" the doctor asked, his voice calm yet urgent. He moved swiftly to her side, his eyes assessing her condition.

Linda, recognizing Doctor Jessore, still writhing in discomfort, managed to nod weakly. "No, it hurts so much," she whimpered, her voice trembling with pain.

Doctor Jessore gently placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to offer some comfort. "I understand, Linda. We'll get through this together. It seems you have broken your leg during the car accident you were involved in."

A wave of confusion washed over Linda as the doctor Jessore's words registered. Memories of the crash flooded her mind a sudden impact, screeching tires, fragments of shattered glass. She recalled the rush of fear and disbelief as her car collided with another vehicle.

"The files," she screamed. "Where are they? Did you see them Doctor Jessore?" Linda exclaims.

"It's alright Linda they are in safe hands after your car had an accident, Sir, already sent someone to collect files and you." Doctor Jessore said with a smile.

"Oh, that is a relief then," Linda blushed, recalling what Doctor Jessore had mentioned. Alexander worries about Linda's safety.

Then her intense leg pain makes her realize the reality "Is the broken serious?" Linda asked, her voice shaky, her eyebrows knit together.

"It's difficult to say definitively without further examination," Doctor Jessore replied, his tone measured. "However, preliminary evaluation indicates that the bone in your lower leg, the tibia, is indeed fractured. We'll need to conduct imaging tests, such as X-rays, to determine the specific nature and severity of the break."

Linda swallowed hard, trying to process the information while still grappling with the persistent pain. She gazed at Doctor Jessore, searching for reassurance.

"Just know that we are here to support you, Linda," Doctor Jessore continued, his voice filled with empathy. "Our priority is to bring you relief and ensure your recovery. Our orthopedic team will be consulted, and we'll discuss the most appropriate treatment plan based on the test results."

As the Doctor finished speaking, a nurse entered the room, wheeling a portable X-ray machine. She set it up near Linda's bed, preparing to obtain images of her leg. The nurse's calm demeanor and soothing words helped soothe Linda's nerves slightly amidst the chaos of her current circumstances.

Throughout the rest of the noon, Linda underwent various medical procedures and imaging tests. The X-rays confirmed a fractured tibia and consultations with orthopedic specialists affirmed the need for surgery to realign and stabilize the broken bone.

"Doctor Jessore, please do not tell anyone about this, not even my family members, including my dad." Linda pleaded with Doctor Jessore.

Linda received a firm nod from Doctor Jessore, who then left the room to give her space to rest. Linda lay back on the hospital bed, closing her eyes trying to take a nap. But she couldn't fall asleep she kept thinking about Alexander.

Every time Linda imagined her own face turning red, she was filled with both shyness and happiness because Alexander had sent someone to pick her up.

Linda has been secretly in love with Alexander since their time at Impartial Academy.

She always cleaned up the branch where Alexander used to read books.

preventing any girls from approaching Alexander and consistently handling the majority of Alexander's tasks at the Academy.

Linda once saw Alexander put a chocolate on his locker with a gentle smile on his face.

Following that day, she began leaving chocolates in his locker, but she had no idea what would happen to them; she only thought Alexander might find them appealing.

However, one day she noticed Alexander throwing all of the chocolate away.

Linda spent the entire night sobbing at home because she felt heartbroken.

Three days later when she joined the Academy. She vowed to herself that she would not give up on him.

But today Alexander shows concern for her. Even with the intense pain in her body, she was smiling. If her leg were okay she might start jumping.

Someone knocked on a door in the afternoon.

Linda is sitting on her bed with her phone, she couldn't fall asleep due to excitement. She decided to share the thrill with her friends.

Linda looked upon opening the door, Linda observed Alexander walking into the room. After a moment of surprise, Linda grinned broadly and said, "Ale... No Sir, did you come to see me?"

I could not believe my own eyes. Am I seeing things or Alexander really came, come for me all the way here. If this accident brought him to me I rather not be cured again.

That is my opportunity to claim him as my own forever. I take him from that little cheap bitch how dare she take my men from me I will make her regret.

Linda was deep in thought when she heard a sweet, low voice say, "Alexander."

Linda's dreams shattered into pieces when she saw Aisha at the door behind Alexander.

Aisha was wearing a full black sleeve gown, she gracefully moved from the door to inside the room, the dress's intricate patterns of vibrant flowers adding a touch of elegance to her attire. Full sleeves that elegantly encircled her arms complemented the gown's simple yet exquisite design. It was made of silky fabric. The medium length of the dress perfectly complemented her frame, accentuating her feminine figure.

The floral gown flowed down to her ankles, skimming the ground with every stride she made.

Aisha's big brown hair cascaded down her back, seemingly dancing with every movement she made. The luscious waves added a touch of natural beauty to her appearance, framing her face.

Alexander, on the other hand, wears a black suit that is elegant and sophisticated. His clothing was the ideal complement to Aisha's gown, resulting in a harmonious ensemble for the couple. His powerful, masculine features were emphasized by the elegant black suit that clung to his body.

Linda grits her teeth out of rage, Aisha not only steals her men. Aisha also dressed as Alexander and she held his hand.

When Aisha saw Linda's angry face, she softly smiled at her then she turned to look at Alexander and smiled at him.

Alexander rubs his thumb on Aisha's cheek, but his blue gaze is fixed upon Aisha.

Linda wants to murder Aisha. Not giving her a second thought. Linda's eyes went cold, losing their former softness; she wanted nothing more than for Aisha to die.

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