ALIONA'S POV
I paced the length of the VIP ward. Everything had happened so fast. My fear had somehow managed to become a reality.
Julian wasn't as fit as he made us think. And that was fine. He wanted to prove to the world that he was back into the hockey world. Most importantly to take back his title as King of hockey.
And that was also fine.
For crying out, I was his medical assistant, I should've seen through his weakness. It was my job to ensure that he was fine. The one job I had to do, I couldn't even do it properly.
Doctor Carter had attended to him the instant we brought him to the infirmary. I could see the disappointment etched in his eyes, as he struggled to make Julian stable.
We were at it for hours unending, till his pulse picked. I didn't— couldn't bring myself
