A LOVE FORGOTTEN

Reflections

Five years have passed since James's tragic death, and despite my relentless pursuit of truth, the circumstances surrounding his passing remain shrouded in mystery. The investigations, led by Mr. Carlos and two other private investigators, have yielded nothing but dead ends and unfulfilled promises. It's as if an invisible force has been working tirelessly to conceal the truth, leaving me with more questions than answers.

The frustration and disappointment have taken their toll on me. I've tried to fill the void with work, throwing myself into my surgical practice with a fervor that borders on obsession. The operating room has become my sanctuary, a place where I can momentarily escape the pain and confusion that haunt me. With each successful surgery, I feel a fleeting sense of accomplishment, a brief respite from the emotional turmoil that churns within me.

On a personal front, life has grown quieter. My mother has finally relented in her efforts to persuade me to marry Anita, and I've heard that Anita is now abroad, establishing a new hospital. Her absence has brought a sense of peace, a welcome reprieve from the expectations that once weighed heavily on me.

Yet, amidst this newfound tranquility, I've begun to experience strange and vivid visions of a woman. These fleeting images are intimate and familiar, suggesting a deeper connection that I struggle to recall. The persistence of these flashes has left me with more questions than answers. Who is this woman, and why does she occupy such a prominent place in my subconscious?

As I navigate this complex landscape of grief, memory, and self-discovery, I find myself questioning the barriers that seem to block my understanding. I've suppressed emotions, pushed aside painful memories, and distracted myself with work. But the visions of this woman have awakened something within me, a desire to confront the truths I've been avoiding.

I'm still in my feelings when I open my mails to realize I got an email for a Seminar, I didn't check anything, as I was not in the mood to speak to a bunch of pompous humans called doctors, so I just close the app and make a mental note to politely decline the invitation. As I close from work and prepare to go home, I hear my colleagues talk about the seminar, how it's such a big seminar and will be hosted in San Diego this year. The minute I hear San Diego my mind shifts, this could be my opportunity to find out things for myself. I immediately open my mail, scroll to the Seninar invite and accept to be their keynote speaker. It's time I found things for myself, I've been laid back for too long.