Can you mend my broken heart?

 With a smile on her face, she kept the call.

"I will give you more than that."

His words echoed in her head and she could help but blush in anticipation.

She tried hard to close her eyes and to try to sleep, but sleep was like miles away from her. So she opened her phone again and started googling some random stuff.

After 15 minutes, she typed - 'Dr. Jaby Nelson'

"Whoa whoa whoa."

She exclaimed as she read about his achievements and positions.

'Dr. Jaby Nelson is board-certified by the American Board of Neurological Surgery and the American Board of Spinal Neurological Surgery. He is a fellow of the American College of Surgeons and the American Academy of Spinal Neurology. He holds joint appointments at the Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center and the Hospital for Acquired Prosopagnosia. He serves on the editorial board for Neurosurgery and Journal of Neurosurgery. He serves as Chairman of the Neurosurgery Committee of the Oncology Group.'

Then she started reading reviews about him and found out that getting an appointment from him was like trying to strike in the bird's eye. People had to wait for weeks to get his appointment.

Seeing all that she sighed and hatched a plan to get Raymond to visit him.

Then she was about to sleep, but her curiosity hadn't been quenched yet, so she googled again,

"Dr. Jaby Nelson's wife Alita"

As she was one of the patients who had undergone multiple clinical trials, there were a lot of reports about her and her trials.

'Alita Mason, an obituary to the kindest soul on earth.'

'Alita and her 6th Trial with life.'

But her jaw dropped when she saw the next article titled,

'Acquired Prosopagnosia - understanding more with Alita Mason.'

"Wait for what?", she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Now she understood why Dr. Nelson was so concerned about her. Why all these seminars and all these papers and research work on acquired prosopagnosia was important to him. She lied there all speechless on her bed. She couldn't fathom in the wildest of her dreams about the trauma and the pain which he would have gone through.

She knew he was a kind and genuine man with the heart of gold, but now she understood that it was something more than just helping people. It was a cause that was very personal to him. 

Reading all the reports and the story about her tragic death, left her in tears.

It was then that she remembered how while bringing her back to the hotel, he had told all those words about having faith, about never losing hope and she could feel his exact emotions behind those words.

She developed a newfound respect for him in her heart.

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The next morning was extremely hectic for Dr. Nelson as he had to perform one Endovascular Neurosurgery and one Ventricular Shunt which lasted for more than three and a half-hour combined. So after finishing the procedure, he took a cup of coffee and went to the balcony to have his lone time for a while.

He sat on the chair there all alone and breathed the fresh air.

There was no one to disturb him because everyone knew that Dr. Nelson loved to spend some time there all alone, so when he used to go there, nobody dared to disturb him or socialize with him. Sitting there, he used to enjoy the Ariel view of the city as Neuro department was on the 17th floor of the hospital.

Taking the last sips of his coffee he was about to get up and go back to his room when his phone rang. As he took out his cell phone, he saw on the screen,

"PRIVATE NUMBER calling."

He knew only one person who had a private number and that was Akira.

Without doing any further delay, he picked up the call and said,

"Hello, Akira."

"How did you know it was me?"

"Well in my circle there is the only person who used a Private Number and that's you."

"Oh, that way."

"So tell me why you called? You didn't send any queries of yours as well. The last we talked, you had a few questions in your head right?"

"Well, actually I called for some other sort of favor."

"What sort of?", Dr. Nelson asked, feeling a bit curious and surprised at the same time.

"The thing is, I wanted to have an appointment with you, I mean I can go and call your receptionist and fix that, but there is..."

"I can get you a slot. Just tell me when it is convenient for you."

"Wait, what? I can get a slot when I want?" Akira mumbled, unable to believe that she heard. He was the most sought after doctor in New York and here he was ready to give her an appointment when she wanted?

That was strange.