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DOCTOR

Author: Asmodeus
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-29 23:56:41

Hours later, I found myself sitting in a chair outside the ICU, the cold sterility of the hospital seeping into my bones. The exhaustion had finally caught up with me, my body heavy, my mind weighed down by the swirl of emotions and sleepless hours. The low hum of hospital equipment and the occasional shuffle of nurses seemed to meld with the soft buzz of fluorescent lights overhead.

“Miss, you need anything to eat?” Simon asked as the sun started to peek through the horizon.

Caspian sat next to me, his posture stiff but eyes closed, as if he were trying to rest but couldn’t truly relax. His hands were folded neatly in his lap, and though his face was expressionless, I could see the tension in his shoulders.

I shook my head, “No, I'm fine, I am not hungry. I ate on my way to the airport in the States.”

“Okay.”

Lucas was on the other side of Caspian, flipping through a magazine, though I knew he wasn’t really reading it. His foot tapped lightly on the floor in an unspoken rhythm, a
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