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Chapter 145: Where Healing Begins

Author: Skylar Vandler
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-22 10:19:40
DEMETRIA

“Thank God! I’m so excited I can finally go home today,” I groaned. After two weeks in the hospital, I was more than ready to leave.

The doctor chuckled. “Yes, Miss Hernandez, but we’ll need to put you in a wheelchair for a while.”

“Oh, hell no! Can’t I just use crutches? I’ve already got a cast on my foot,” I protested.

“You’re hurt, Deme,” Anastasia chimed in, crossing her arms. “Maybe wait a few days.”

I frowned and shot the doctor a pleading look. “Doctor?”

He sighed, clearly amused. “You’ll get the crutches, but you need the wheelchair to leave the hospital. It’s protocol.”

“Nah, I’ll use my crutches just fine.”

“But—” he started.

“No worries, Doctor,” Marion interrupted as he stepped out from the corner of the room. “I’ll carry her.”

“Mar—” I began, but he cut me off.

“Be quiet and appreciate it, Wildfire,” he said with that signature smirk.

Anastasia giggled.

I rolled my eyes, but a smile crept across my face. “Fine. Whatever. I’m ready to leave.”

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