(Leopold’s P.O.V.)I take a seat on the uncomfortable chair in the waiting room at the hospital and I rest my arms on my legs. I hate to wait, I have never been a patient person. I slowly open and close my fist, my skin is itching from the burn I got when I went into the warehouse. I do not understand why she was in there in the first place? Aubrey seems to have an act for getting in trouble even if it is not her fault.“Are you hungry, commander? I can get you something from the cafeteria,” Jareth offers as he takes a seat on the metal chair next to mine.“No, thank you, boy. I am fine,” I reply distracted.“Anthony is on his way, he is going to tell us what the fireman found out,” he informs me.“Good,” I say without looking at him.“That looks painful. You should have a doctor take a look at that hand,” he suggests as he points to my injury.“I do not need a doctor,” I reply rudely.“What is the matter, commander? You seem upset. You can calm down now, Aubrey is going to be fine. Al
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