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LYRIC
“A lot of people here have thrown in a good word for you,” he went on. “But like I said, this simply can’t be ignored. And for this-” he drew out a printed paper from the file in front of him. “-you’ve been suspended from the hospital for three weeks.”
I went numb.
My heart stopped beating for a second as I tried to process the words he just said.
He didn’t say I’d been fired. He didn’t say I was suspended for three years, or three months. But three weeks? Did he really say that or was it just me imagining things?
But when the people whispered amongst themselves, I knew I hadn’t imagined anything. I was suspended for three weeks.
The tears I was holding back came flowing. But this time, they were from how shocked I was.
“Effective today, Lyric Dreadmoor, you’re not allowed to step foot in TCH for the next three weeks.” The President went on talking but I wasn’t even listening anymore.
I looked to my right where Jaris was seated and he was staring right at me. Did he do this. Of course, why was I even asking?
I shook my head at him, not knowing what to say. Why did he do this for me? I should’ve been fired. Or if I was being suspended, it’d have been nothing short of months. Three weeks sounded like a vacation.
When the President was done talking and adjoined the meeting, I stood up with my bag.
“I’m so sorry for those who feel disappointed in me. But I assure you, I didn’t do this. I’ve always been very careful with the patients, and that day, I know I gave them Calmizol, not Thilax. I promise, when I return, I’ll do much better. But I’m still hopeful, though, that I’d get vindicated on this very case.”
They all stared intently at me but didn’t say a word. I nodded at Jaris and he got on his feet and we went for the door together.
Fresh tears streaked my cheeks as we walked outside. I may have gotten the softest penalty, but it didn’t change the fact that those people were dead.
As soon as we stepped outside, I came face–to–face with Marta.
She was supposed to be in the meeting since she was a Superior, and judging from the hurried steps she was taking, she must actually be on her way in, thinking the meeting was still on.
She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw us. And while she was busy being her dramatic self, something else clicked in my head.
It dawned on me at once–the threat she’d made. She told me to my face that she was going to make me pay for what Jace and I did. How did I forget?
“Jaris.” She dipped her head.
Before Jaris could get a response out, I was on her.
“Did you do this?”
She looked at me from head to toe, like I was some mad lady in front of her.
But I wasn’t falling for her tricks. Not today.
“Did you swap those tags by any means just so I could be in this trouble?”
She scoffed. “Lyric, please. What is this now? You looking for someone to put the blame on?”
“Why don’t you answer me?!” I yelled at her.
The door opened with some people coming out of the board room. But I didn’t even look at them. I was too furious at the fact that Marta would take innocent lives just to get back at me.
“You told me you’d get back at me for what Jace and I did. You warned he about it. Was this it? Was this your way of paying back?”
“Lyric,” Jaris called as he held my hand, but I didn’t even look at him. Every inch of me was starting to shake.
“You’re insane if you think I’d ever endanger peolau’s Well for stupid game Marta snared.
Successfully unlocked!
“No. That makes you the insane one, Marta. How could you
“Stop this, Lyric! Stop trying to pin your foolishness on me!”
“My foolishness?” I took a step back as I laughed so hard. Though tears shun in my eyes. “You think I’m being foolish,
Marta? Do we need to tell them how many times you’ve lied in this facility? Like the time you lied about treating Mr. Owen,
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knowing fully well you did nothing? Or the one time you lied about Mr. Pete? Remember he didn’t acknowledge you as the one who treated him. That was enough to get you in trouble, but I lied and still covered your ass.”
Her lips dropped open, the shock in her face unmistakable. She looked at the doctors stepping out of the room, then back at me. I didn’t need to look at them to know they must be pretty shocked about my revelation.
I stepped closer to Marta. “You can never do the things I can, Marta. You might be good in your own way, but you know I’m way better, and that is what kills you.”
“You’re insane,” she spat at me. “You really need to get your head checked, Lyric, because I think you’ve lost it.”
My hand moved faster than my brain. It went right to her face, striking her hard.
Her gasp was so loud, I couldn’t distinguish it from that of the others around us.
“Dr. Lyric!”
“You can’t do this here!”
I didn’t even know who was talking to me, but the shock and pain in Marta’s face was all I needed.
“How dare you?” Her voice shook with rage. “How fucking dare you?!” She tried to come at me, but I was faster than her, pushed her back and slapped her again.
This time, she screamed.
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