When it hurts!
The next day at the hospital.
Work was my escape, a place where I wasn’t a prospective bride being judged on my weight or complexion but a nurse doing her job.
Dr. Raghav Verma worked—the one person who made me feel like I wasn’t invisible.
Suparna Mukherjee( FL)
*smiles***
He was kind, professional, and always made an effort to acknowledge me. Where others saw only my flaws, he seemed to see me as a person, and that made my heart race in ways I couldn’t explain.
I knew he probably didn’t feel the same way, but in the quiet corners of my heart, he had become my first love.
I believed he was different, that he saw something in me no one else did.
The morning was hectic, as usual. Patients filled the wards, and I was running back and forth, assisting Dr. Raghav during his rounds.
I sat in the nurse's station, I noticed something on the desk—Dr. Raghav’s phone. He must have left it in the patient quarters during rounds.
Suparna Mukherjee( FL)
"I think he forgot while taking round"
Suparna Mukherjee( FL)
"I should give it to him "
Suparna Mukherjee( FL)
"But where he is ?"
Then I realised, he might be in doctor's quarter.
As I approached the door, I could hear voices inside. Just as I raised my hand to knock, I froze. It was Dr. Raghav, talking to someone—Dr. Kushal, I guessed, from the voice.
I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but then Kushal said something that made my heart skip a beat.
Kushal Singh
“Do you like Suparna?”
He asked, his tone teasing.
Kushal Singh
“I mean, she’s always around you.”
There was a pause, and then I heard Raghav chuckle—a low, dismissive laugh that felt like a cold blade slicing through me.
Raghav Verma
“Do you really think my standards are that low?”
Raghav Verma
“What is even in her? She’s not my type at all. She’s like… I don’t know, a truck, and I’m a bike. There’s no compatibility. I can’t even imagine.”
My breath caught in my throat. My hands trembled as I stood there, frozen. The phone felt heavy in my hand, but my heart felt even heavier.
Kushal said, sounding awkward, but Raghav cut him off.
Raghav Verma
“Sure, she’s nice. But that’s not enough. I mean, look at her. You can’t expect me to be interested in someone like that.”
I couldn’t hear anything else. My ears were ringing, my heart pounding so loudly I thought they might hear it from inside.
The words repeated in my mind, over and over.
Suparna Mukherjee( FL)
💭Do you think my standards are that low? She’s like a truck…💭
I backed away from the door, clutching his phone.
The tears came before I could stop them, spilling down my cheeks as I tried to make sense of what I had just heard.
This was the man I had admired, the one I thought was different. The one I had—stupidly—allowed myself to fall for. And yet, here he was, laughing at me behind my back
Suparna Mukherjee( FL)
"Am I that worthless?"
The realization that he wasn’t any different from the others—he was just better at hiding it. At least people like Varun insulted me to my face. Raghav had worn a mask of kindness, and I had believed in it. I had believed in him.
I turned and walked away, leaving his phone on the nurse’s station. I didn’t have the strength to face him, not after this.
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Comments
Leona(Lion 🦁 & Moon🌙)INF[SM]
Never to believe an on duty person's behaviour u pabo /Hammer/
2025-01-27
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Leona(Lion 🦁 & Moon🌙)INF[SM]
Kushal is more handsome /Doge/
2025-01-27
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Leona(Lion 🦁 & Moon🌙)INF[SM]
Most cases truck hi kuchal dete hai bike ko /Doge/ kuchal do isko
2025-01-27
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