I don't own The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I wish I did
Alice's POV
Anymore, I really regret my life choices. I'm writing this all down so when I die, I will have proof of my sanity, or what is left of it at this point.
This mess all started when I was introduced to Dr. Henry Jekyll (my coworker at the hospital we work at). He was a man about my age(27 to be exact),handsome, had shoulder length red hair, about 6'7", muscular(but wouldn't hurt a fly), and was extremely intelligent.
I had just moved from Cardiff (and don't even get me started on that place) to London. I had just graduated college to be an ER doctor and many issues caused the big move.
When I walked into what would become my second home, I was living in my car. My intent was to keep that on the down low until I can save up the money to get a place to live. Unfortunately, that crashed and burnt, but I'll get to that in a bit.
My former boss(he died about 1 and a half years later), Mr. Danvers Carew, walked me to the ER section (At the time, I thought that he thought I would somehow get lost( the sign is in glowing, red letters and only a blind person could miss it)). Near the Nurse's Station, with his back turned writing something down, stood Dr. Jekyll. He turned and Carew spoke.
" Dr. Jekyll, may I have a moment of your time?"
"Of course sir, how may I help you?"
"I would like to introduce to you Dr. Alice Noble. Maybe you could show her the ropes because I am a bit pressed for time."
"Sure, and nice to meet you Dr. Noble. I'm Dr. Henry Jekyll as you have heard."
After our introduction, he shown me what I was to do and gave me a few patients to serve. About a week later, he asked me if I wanted to get a coffee with him during Lunch and I said sure.
A month after our date(and a couple after our first) he discovered my place of living and insisted I take a spare room in his house(He inherited from someone, I forget who though). I tried to refuse but he pulled out the ultimate weapon. His puppy dog eyes. Needless to say, I moved in.
About another 8 months into our relationship, he asks me to marry him. I accept. However, about 2 months later, our life took a flip.