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The doctor quickly rushed towards him and helped me get him to a seat. “I am sorry, I am sorry that I got scared those years ago, and my stupidity cost you all of this, but I am no longer afraid of him and her, I just want us to get back together, to start our life like we’d always hoped,” he said as he looked at me. “Guessing it’s the ex?” The officer wondered, I quickly nodded. The doctor examined him. “He is dizzy because of losing allot of blood and hypoglycemic. I am quite sure that Mr Dante hasn’t had a meal since morning,” the doctor explained.

She suggested it to him. “I am fine ma'am, thank you,” He responded calmly. Daniel was just scared, Kendrick was not just his boss, they were also best of friends and he knew exactly what was going on between Kendrick, Rosy, and Cassandra. “Doctor, what is wrong?” Rosy threw the question at the doctor before the doctor could say something. “We have carried out a series of tests to know what is wrong with him, a nurse will get back to you when the results are out but for now, he is stable.”

“I didn’t want anyone in my room.” “Yeah, we figured that part out.” Silence settled for a while, only broken by the soft beeping of the monitor he brought with him. “Adrien,” the doctor said gently, “have you been under any recent stress?” I let out a dry laugh. “Where do you want me to start?” Damon rolled his eyes. “He’s got trauma layered over trauma. You’d need a priest, a therapist, and a hitman to untangle it.” I gave him a look. “That’s generous.”

the doctor stated. “Phantom paralysis?” Kate inquired as she studied the charts the doctor had brought with him. “I thought that was a phenomenon?” she added. “It has been proven to be very real in patients who have experienced trauma. In this case, I would say trauma could very well be playing a role,” he shared.

The signal. "What did you just do?" "Called for help. You didn't think I'd come alone, did you?” The door exploded open. Frank came through first, gun raised. Six armed men followed. "Dr. Chen. Step away from the doctor." Chen didn't move. "You're making a mistake." "The only mistake I made was letting you breathe this long." Frank advanced slowly. "Drop the scalpel." "Antonio won't let this stand." "Antonio thinks you're a liability. You think he cares about you? One phone call, one planted document, and Antonio will have you killed within the hour."

He looked at Alex, but he didn't see the man he loved; he saw a a liar, a phantom that wouldn't let him die in peace. "Don't... touch... me," Danny gasped, his hands flying up to cover his ears. "You’re not real. You’re a hallucination. My brain is broken. It’s all broken." Alex didn't rush him. He sank to his knees on the floor a few feet from the bed, making himself smaller, lower than the boy on the mattress. He stayed silent, letting the waves of Danny’s panic wash over him through the bond. He felt the cold, the hopelessness, and the terrifying desire for the world to simply stop.

He said, "My daughter... It's embarrassing to say this, but she's the founder of Bellenuite, Matilda Sachs." He felt confident that the doctor would let him off and assist him in contacting Matilda. However, the doctor's smile vanished. He turned to face the other doctors and said, "Severe dissociative identity disorder with mild delusions and certain cognitive impairments. Send him to the ward for mild disorders and allow him to stay in a single room during the transition period." Logan struggled to find words after hearing that. He shouted, "Doctor, I spoke the truth!" However, the doctor ignored him and asked the others to verify the number that Logan offered.

She remembered when the young girl was their. Milly shook her head. "Not quite. His doctor said he hasn't been himself since the accident. Keeps talking about ghosts chatting to him when there's nothing there. He's probably just exhausted. The money should help though." Alessia caught Damon eye and they shared a look of grim uncertainty.

No matter what, he needed a logical explanation. Even though he was a despicable doctor that saw his position as an opportunity to fuel his evil plans of manipulating and controlling the population by treating them as random test subjects to choose from, driving them to the point of insanity knowing full well the demented effects of the various undeveloped drugs; accepting something as supernatural as the existence of ghost was beyond what his psychopathic mind was willing to tolerate.

SHe will! “What the fuck are you Doctor? Why is she unconscious again? Are you from my enemy? Has anyone sent you to spy on me? Dear DoctorYour life's in danger now. God of Hell is waiting for you” Falcone put his M-46 tstreight on his chest. Doctor was shaking with perspiration. “C..C..Cap..o M..M..Mam is going through trauma and having a panic attack which hits her mind continuously . W..We are trying our best to make her conscious.”Doctor cried last