Prince Charming (Behind the Screen, #1)

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Authors: Iris Deorre
Tags: thriller, Suspense, Mystery, short reads, interracial romance, romantic thriller
air was mild, and the rain had been good. There had been no flooding. The garden was perfect, a perfect paradise. She walked towards the bench in the centre and sat down.
    ‘Nice.’ She sighed. ‘Really nice.’ She wrapped the coat around her and just took it all in. ‘You’ve certainly maintained the flowers,’ she smiled. ‘And I guess in a few months time, this garden will be more than perfect!’ Her eyes darted to the end of the garden. That was where she wanted to make improvements.
    Over the next couple of days, a couple of gardeners would dig up some of the land for her to plant more flowers. A tree had also been thought about too. A huge tree surrounded by flowers. That was an idea! The wind grew cold and forced her back into the house. It had been a great two days. She couldn’t wait for next week!

Chapter Five
All Masks Down
    I t was back to normal. Harmony was Doctor Moore again and not Miss Moore or Harmony Moore the receptionist. The shift started at six a.m. It was busy from the word go. There was no rest; people came into the A&E in vast numbers. ‘
    ‘Ears everyone! Let’s be ready. We’ve just heard an accident has happened on the M62 so be ready people.’ The chief surgeon said.
    From that point forward ambulances pulled up to the emergency unit. It was fast paced. There was no time to think about anything else except save peoples lives.
    Harmony was called into surgery an hour after she’d started her shift.
    ‘We’ve got to find where all this blood is coming from!’ She spoke to the team. ‘He’s losing more blood than we’re giving him!’
    The team of surgeons worked as hard as they could. Harmony was good at her job, but things weren’t looking great. They had tried for a good thirty minutes to find the bleed. He was one victim of the crash on the motorway.
    ‘We’re losing him!’ She shouted.
    They worked harder and faster, but the more they did, the less they achieved. The monitor flat lined.
    ‘No! No!’ She still couldn’t find the bleed. ‘Don’t give up on me now!’
    It was still no use.
    ‘He’s gone,’ said one doctor.
    ‘No!’ She tried to work.
    ‘We need to call it.’
    ‘God dam it!’ Her hands stopped working. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end.
    ‘Time of death eight seventeen a.m.,’ she said and then backed away.
    Harmony left the O.R, pulled off the mask, gown, gloves and tossed them where they had to go and bolted out of the door.
    ‘Doctor Moore,’ a nurse shouted.
    ‘Not right now!’ They could handle it, she had to see the family of the man who had just died.
    They were in the waiting room when she walked in. This was the worst part of the job. Doing everything and yet having nothing positive to give. The woman with her son stood up as she approached. She smiled faintly at them, her heart pounding so hard.
    ‘How is he?’ asked the woman.
    ‘I’m sorry.’
    ‘Oh no!’ she cried before Harmony spoke.
    ‘I’m sorry, he didn’t make it. We couldn’t find the bleed.’
    The woman turned to the teenage boy and fell into him. He was silent, grief had rendered him silent. He wrapped his arms around her. Harmony could see the burden he’d just gained.
    ‘I’m sorry,’ she said once more and left them.
    She headed straight for the exit, pulled her mobile from the back of her scrub pocket and made a call.
    ‘Hey.’ Derek’s voice was a comfort.
    ‘Hey.’
    ‘You okay?’
    ‘Yes I’m fine. Hope you don’t mind. I just wanted to hear your voice.’
    ‘I don’t mind at all. In fact it’s a nice surprise.’
    ‘You busy?’
    ‘On our way somewhere, so I won’t be able to speak for long.’
    ‘That’s fine. I’m just having a bad day.’
    ‘Already?’ He glanced at his watch, it was just after eight thirty. ‘What time does school start?’
    ‘Oh...’ She remembered. ‘It’s not school, just car trouble that put me in a bad mood. I have to think up ways not to get upset today.’
    ‘You’ll be fine. It

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