“Hello, I’m Doctor Marks, Orthopedic Attending.” I greeted them, before looking at Felix, whose face was contorted in pain. I brushed his hair away from his forehead, feeling his clammy skin. “Lex, it’s Molly.” He looked up at me, the cerulean blue eyes I knew so well, focused on mine, clearly full of pain. His pupils weren’t overly large, and I gave a silent thanks that it was unlikely he had a head injury. “Molly?” he grunted. “Fuck. It fucking hurts. Make it stop.”
