I was ready to leave, but for Yin it became a good idea to stand right in front of my car with her hands on the hood.
— I'm not moving from here until you talk to me.
On his face you could see how much I needed him to explain what was happening to me and I knew that until I spoke to him he would not move.
That doctor was surprised, confused and somewhat restless, his face simply went to nothing remaining immersed in his thoughts, I tried to talk to him, but that did not work, until the nurse who accompanied him subtly touched his shoulder.—Sir ... there's something wrong with you.It brought him back to his consciousness, but not at all something gave me the impression that it was not going well at all.—Excuse me, I wanted to ask if I could leave, I have school on campus pretty early tomorrow.I exclaimed wanting to escape from that place."No, Miss Deltori, you must remain for observation tonight. That blow you received could trigger a major indole problem."—Perfect, that's all that was missing. (Whispers between teeth)I did not say that very well, that doctor without reason quickly turned his face to me with a somewhat threatening look, that person did not instill confidence in me it is like being afraid of noth
AsifitwereanautomaticresponsemybodyforcedmetoreactbyturningmyfacetotheothersideandquicklywipingmyeyesIrecoveredagain.—Ifyouwantedtoseeme,youdidn'thavetocry,youjusthadtocallme.
IwasquiteafraidofwhatmighthappenifItoldhim,butIreallydidn'thavemanyoptions.—YinI'mafraidofhowyoureactfences,youmighteventhinkthatmaybeI'mgoingcrazyandyou'dendupwalkingawayfromme.
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Before entering the shower I set out to look for a dress to wear on such an occasion and among all my clothes I found a red garment specifically a dress that fit me a little above the knees. First of all, I already knew firsthand that without a doubt that one was quite comfortable because I had tried it on in advance, in addition to the fact that it had seemed somewhat flirtatious since it had a somewhat uncovered chest for curious eyes making it ideal for such an appointment. Such a dress was very beautiful, so without a doubt I knew that it would be something to talk about among passers-by once they observed me, although I don't like to be the focus of attention at all, but, even so, I decided to try it so after putting such a piece on the bed I continued with my preparations. Once everything was ready I got ready to go into the bathroom to freshen up before leaving, a moment that I also took the opportunity to wash my hair at the same time and so once I was ready I got out o
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