Don de Santos

00 - A Glimpse of The Past

In almost two years, Ana Wright became one of the best surgeons in Vancouver. Now at the age of 27, she is living her best life at Life Hospital. She graduated at the age of 25, became an assistant surgeon for only a year, and then was appointed as the lead surgeon. Because of how smart she was, she finished her studies before her classmates, earning the highest grades. She was doing amazing until the incident, which changed her life forever.

"Dr. Wright! What should we do?" The nurse yelled as she waited for her doctor to tell her what to do next.

Ana looked at the heart monitor that was failing with every second until it beeped. Her hands started to tremble because she knew that there wasn't anything that she could do right then. She knew that the patient was dead...because of her.

"Time of death—" Ana's voice cracked as she looked at the clock. "10:50."

She ran out of the operation room with tears rolling down her cheeks. That was her first patient to die on the operation table. She should have known that sooner or later, something like that was bound to happen. But she didn't think that one day, she was going to kill a patient.

She threw the blood-covered gloves in the bin and slammed her foot at it, knocking it down.

"Ana! Ana!" The chief physician called, trying to calm her down.

"I killed him," she said.

"You need to calm down!"

"I killed him!" she yelled, still crying.

"Ana! It was an accident!" he yelled back as she shook her head.

"I can't..." Her voice trembled as she walked away and out of the hospital.

That was her last day at Life hospital. She quit the day after and she was later stripped of her license for a year, but she could still work as a general doctor. Who would want her to work for them?

She knew that even after a year, she wouldn't go back to being a surgeon. She was traumatized and she couldn't forgive herself for what she had done. She couldn't sleep for months because of what happened because every time she closed her eyes, nightmares broke through her mind to remind her of what she did.

"Ana, I can't believe you did that!" her father yelled, making her flinch a little.

Her father was a somewhat good man but he wanted to control his daughter's life. He wanted her to be a doctor like him and to him, what she did, embarrassed his image. That was all he ever cared about, his image.

"It...It was an accident," she cried. She was ready to lie to avoid any harsh words from her father.

"An accident?" he chuckled. "You cannot make mistakes! It's embarrassing! You are my daughter and the most successful surgeon after me, why didn't you focus!" he yelled at her again.

"I don't know what happened to me...he was the one..." she swallowed hard.

"But didn't you know that being a doctor requires you to be focused? Didn't you know that you cannot do mistakes like these?" he cut her off like he always did.

He never truly listened.

"Yes...but I thought I moved on...from what happened," she said, still crying.

"You are being a spoiled brat! You ruined my image, Ana!" her father yelled, not knowing what she meant when she said she thought she moved on.

She sobbed, feeling hurt. Not only did she kill a man, but her father also blamed her for not paying attention. All he cares about is his image, she thought.

But what about her? What about what she was feeling?

Ana Wright was no longer the most successful surgeon in Vancouver, she became the doctor who killed a man accidentally on the operation table.

Little did they know that the man...was killed intentionally.

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