Chapter 103 - The Engagement

Claire

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The next evening, I found myself in a clinic, nerves dancing beneath my skin. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air as I sat on the examination table, my thoughts racing.

Dr. Harris, a middle-aged woman with kind eyes, entered, offering a reassuring smile. "Are you ready, Claire?"

I took a deep breath and nodded, attempting to quell the nerves that fluttered beneath my skin. The room felt colder as I shifted my gaze to the medical equipment, its metallic gleam contrasting with the pastel walls.

As the procedure began, a mix of discomfort and anticipation coursed through me. The rhythmic beeping of medical equipment and Dr. Harris's voice created a steady backdrop to my inner thoughts.

I focused on a distant point in the room, trying to distract myself from the unfamiliar sensations.

The rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment acted as a metronome, measuring the passage of time. Moments later, Dr. Harris spoke, "There we go. You should start feeling better