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Chapter 1

Angela

Thehospital'scorridorspulsedwith urgency and tension when the alarm bells blared to life.

Chaos erupted as the lights flickered, and emergency lights cast an eerie glow on the walls.

The floor trembled beneath my feet, and the deafening sound of an explosion echoed through the halls, setting off a chain reaction of panic and terror.

"The hospital's under attack!" someone shouted, their voice barely audible amidst the cacophony of screams and gunshots.

Instinct kicked in, and I sprang into action, racing through the maze of corridors.

Patients and staff scattered like frightened birds, seeking shelter wherever they could find it.

My heart pounded like a war drum, and my mind screamed for answers.

Who would dare unleash such madness within the sanctuary of healing?

A fellow nurse, Sarah, appeared, her face etched with fear and desperation.

"Angela, we need you! There's a patient in critical condition, and Dr. Evans wants you now!"

Amidst the chaos, my focus honed in on the mission at hand.

Dr. Evans, the hospital's esteemed Medical Director and doctor, had summoned me to attend to a patient in dire need.

The urgency in Sarah's voice left no room for hesitation.

I needed to act fast, even as the walls around us seemed to close in with each passing second.

"I'll be there," I assured her, my voice firm despite the fear that clawed at my throat.

As I rushed towards the designated room, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind.

Who could be responsible for such a merciless assault on innocent lives?

As a nurse, I was no stranger to crises, but this was a battlefield, and I was unprepared for the brutality of it all.

Before I could find the answers, the sight that awaited me turned my blood cold.

There, amidst the chaos and destruction, stood Dante—the man from my past, the one whose memory I had tried so desperately to bury.

He turned towards me, and for a moment, our eyes locked in a silent exchange.

Time seemed to slow as a mix of emotions surged within me—fear, anger, and a long-buried spark of something more.

How could our paths intersect again, in the midst of a living nightmare?

Dante's sharp features held an air of command, his posture exuding authority even in the face of adversity.

As he spoke to Dr. Evans, my heart pounded with a heavy realization—the prestigious figure whose father I was now assigned to treat was none other than Dante himself.

He was the enigmatic owner of this hospital, a powerful force shrouded in mystery.

But there was no time to dwell on the complexities of our shared history.

Dante's father was in grave condition, and it was my duty to do everything in my power to save him.

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