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It was never-ending

So that I really didn’t like

The fact that I couldn’t talk to her Console her Ask her a question It was physical torture

“I’ll go get his doctor,” the nurse, at least I assumed she was the nurse, said from the other side of the bed “Wow, this has never happened like this before”

I didn’t bother to look at her as she walked out of the room

In fact, my eyes didn’t even blink as I continued to watch the wo to me in hell

“Do you want soers for a Styrofoam cup at my bedside She shook it and found it e it and…”

“No,” I croaked

Okay, maybe I needed some water

But I didn’t want her to leave to go get me some

I wanted her to stay exactly where she ithin reaching distance

“I’ anywhere” She smirked “I can fill it up from the tap, but I can’t leave you Not when you have someone that has a very substantial hit out on you”

My brows furrowed as she walked away toward the sink beside my bed

I was in a very nondescript hospital room s on one side, a small alcove, sink, and door on the other

The only pop of color in the entire place was Belle’s bright royal blue shirt that clung to each and every single curve she had