Jac woke up to what it seemed like an ordinary tuesday morning, as she regained consciousness she was welcomed by the same straight face as she always was. Jac wasnt familiar with smiles, she kept herself private, not letting anyone in that she was at risk of losing, jac was placed into foster care at the age of 12. Her mother wasnt bothered about jac and quite frankly couldn't give a toss. Jac was fed up of the constant emptiness that accompained her. she wasnt into finding the right man or to settle down. She focused on her job as a Consultant cardiothoracic surgeon at Holby City. Jac wasn't afraid to admit that shes was a workaholic. As she rolled over to see the right side of her bed was empty, jac was familiar with this, she didn't let it dampen her day when really the thought of being alone felt like someone had stabbed her through the heart.
Jac was your average lady roughly around 5'4 in height, long ginger hair and fair skinned. As she hoisted herself off her bed and slowly walked over to the mirror she stared at herself thinking 'what sort of man will ever find me attractive?' this seemed to spin round in her head all day everyday. Jac didn't think of herself as the pretty one unlike her work colleague Sahira Shah.
Sahira was the 'Goddess of Sexy' within their work community . She had golden brown locks and the most enormous brown eyes, she was able to turn any frown into a smile... part from Jac. Jac compared herself to a ghost, she didn't find herself attractive and she definitely knew that no man would ever take a second look at her.
Out of the corner of her eye jac noticed that her phone was flashing. As she stretched over to
reach her phone, she gave out a small cry of weakness, a cry that jac has never experienced before. The message was from Henrik Hanssen, the strict and self centered Consultant General Surgeon and Director of Surgery. 'Jac, you were due into work 40 minutes ago. where the hell are you?' the message read. Without even considering to reply, Jac flung her phone across the room and began to dress herself and slipped on her Black Highway 1 motor bike jacket and headed off to another day of work.
As she slammed the door shut and climbed onto her Yamaha Motorbike Jac rode off to what she thought was another day at work. She was yet to discover how one colleague would change her whole perspective of life.
