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"Here Drink"

He heard Laila’s accented voice right next to him, sensed her presence

"Don’t Let me," she said as he opened his eyes and reached for the se juice she held in her hand "Your hands are shaking I’ll hold it"

She brought the glass to his lips

He drank rapidly and soon the orange juice was gone

"Where’s your kit?" Laila laid her hand on his forehead

"Backpack In the front rooet it Don’t stand up"

Wesley knew he probably couldn’t stand up even if he tried He cursed hi all the while, he’d barely eaten anything No wonder he was crashing like this Good thing Laila had recognized his syone into DKA He would have woken up in the hospital and been useless to anyone, Nora especially, for days

He heard Laila’s footsteps on the tile bathrooed to pry his eyes open

"I’m sorry," he said "I’m such an idiot I know better than to skip ize It’s not your fault"

"Didn’t I say that to you like five ize, it’s not your fault’?"

"It’s a good line" He watched as Laila dug through his backpack and pulled out a s "This it?"

He nodded

She unzipped the bag and took out his insulin meter

"I think I can do this myself," Wes said as she took his hand in hers and swabbed his finger with an alcohol-soaked cotton ball

"Sit Breathe I can do this I do it all the tirinned at him and he was suddenly struck by her beauty How had he not noticed before that this girl who’d dropped out of nowhere into this night he’d seen sincewell, since Nora Not that they looked anything alike Laila had blond hair like her uncle and sky-blue eyes, high cheekbones and a dizzying sash on her cheek couldn’t er with the lancet "Doesthe reserandmother"

"She must have been beautiful I ht be but he’s notstrip into Wes’s blood sugar meter

"Most women would tell you he’s beautiful My aunt especially"