As my anxiety grows, incriminating hives appear on my chest. No amount of scratching alleviates the itchiness, and I release a frustrated growl. “All good?” Rafael’s gaze drops to my black hoodie. Nico’s wide eyes swing to mine, and I tuck my hands into my front pocket. “I’m fine.” “If you need to step outside…” “I said I’m fine.” Rafael’s lips purse as he refrains from asking any further questions. A few minutes later, the same doctor reenters the room before asking a few follow-up questions about Nico’s injury and pain. With every answer Nico gives, the knot in my stomach tightens until I’m
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