Salome POV"When do you think my ankle injury will heal?"I keep my eyes locked on Jay, refusing to look at the man standing right behind him. The air in the tiny examination room feels heavy, thick with the smell of antiseptic and the suffocating presence of my ex-husband.Jay freezes, a fresh ice pack clutched in his hand. He looks between me and the shadow looming near the door."If you stay off it for a couple of days, elevate it, and keep it iced, it should be fine by Monday," Jay says. His voice is steady, but I catch the quick twitch of his jaw. He steps closer, blocking my view of Barnabas. "But you must not try to walk on it right now. You are much more likely to injure it further. If you put weight on it while the ligaments are weak, you might actually break the bone."I force my lips to stretch into something resembling a smile. It feels like plastic. It feels like a grimace."I promise I will be careful," I say."You could recover a lot better if you quit your job," Barnab
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