“I’m taking good care of her, Dr. Parker. He leans into the frame, wrapping an arm possessively around my shoulder. The call goes silent. Dad blinks no less than six times, then pinches the bridge of his nose. “I should have known we hadn’t seen the last of you.” Noah smiles proudly. “I’m persistent.” “I see.” Dad’s gaze narrows in on me, and it’s only now that I realize I’m still wearing Noah’s hoodie. “Everyone remembers that I know how to use a scalpel, correct?” “Yes, sir.” Noah chuckles. “Alright, well I’ll let you kids get back to whatever it is that you’re doing.” His face contours in
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