CHAPTER 15: STILL BEAUTIFUL

Mina was moved out of an intensive care forty-eight hours later.leon went to the hospital.he had to see mina and talk to her to make sure she's not plotting any terrible vengeance against him because he failed to do his job by protecting her .

"I'm Miss Blackwell's attorney," Leon told the nurse on duty. " I want to see her. I'll only stay a moment",he added . The nurse took one look at the handsome man and said "she's not supposed to have visitors, but I am sure it is alright if you go in."

Mina was in her private room lying on the bed,flat on her back , swathed in bandages , an atube connected to her body like an obscene appendage. Only part of her face was visible.

After Leon visited Mina in the hospital, he brought her gifts and flowers arranged pleasantly.

MINA'S POV

My feelings for Leon grew day after day. He had been my fated lover since childhood, looking at him on social media, taking selfies with his brothers, and all of that, she never met him until she got to Quantico.

Anyway, my sister introduced them to me. They never knew I was the daughter of Mr Edward Blackwell. My next plan is to find out how I can withdraw from being the next CEO of Blackwell's company.

As I was lost in deep thoughts, I fell asleep. For the next three days. I was awake, lean and pale. I wanted to see my face in a mirror and asked Dr Manor for a mirror."Dr Manor please, I need a mirror," I asked.

"No need for a mirror, Miss Blackwell, rest a bit"he said.

The next day

Dr Manor visited Mina every day for some time, stopping two or three times a day. He gave her flowers and presents from the hospital gift shop. Each day, he asked "I just lie here all day. Why isn't anyone doing anything?"

"Oh, my partner is working on you," Dr Manor told her.

Mother nature. Under all those frightening-looking bandages, you are healing beautifully."

Every few days, he would remove the bandages then examine her.

"Let me have a mirror"Mina pleaded.

The doctor's answer was always the same: not yet Miss Blackwell.

He was the only company Mina had and she began to look forward to his visits. He was an unprepossessed small man, thin with sandy, sparse hair and myopic black eyes that constantly blinked. He was shy like Ray in Mina's presence and she felt pity for the man. She was too beautiful to make a man die for her, she asked him.

"Have you ever been married?"

"No,"he responded.

"Why not?"I asked.

I don't know, I guess I will not make a good husband. I am always on emergency calls."

"You have a girlfriend" I asked.

"Well you know...."he murmured

"Tell me". I teased him a bit, then he blushed and responded "I don't have a regular girlfriend."

I looked at the doctor eye to eye and said,

"I'll bet all the nurses are crazy about you."

"No, I am afraid I am not a romantic type," he responded.

Tsk tsk to say the least,I thought. And yet when she discussed Dr Manor with the nurses and interns who came in to do various indignities on her body, they spoke of him like he were some kind of god. "Dr Manor is really a miracle worker",one of the nurses said.

Two weeks later, after I was in the hospital receiving gift cards from her school mates at Forcados and Quantico, Dr Manor removed the bandages. He turned his head from side to side. "Do you feel any pain?" he asked.

"No."

"Any tightness?"

" Not at all".Dr Manor looked up at the nurse."bring Miss Blackwell a mirror."

I was filled with a sudden fear that I would be ugly. Now the moment was now, terrified.

When Dr Manor handed her the mirror, I said faintly "I'm afraid~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

"Look at yourself"he said gently.

I raised the mirror slowly and jumped . It was a miracle, there was no change at all; it was her face. I searched for signs of scars. There were none. My eyes were filled with tears and I looked up and said to Dr Manor " Thank you. I reached out to give him a kiss. It meant a brief thank you kiss,but I could feel his lips hungry on mine.

Then he pulled away, suddenly embarrassed. I.. am so glad you are pleased"he said.

"Pleased! Everyone was right. You are a miracle worker" I remarked.

"Look, Miss Blackwell, I have work to do"he responded shyly.