That Night
I told my assistant to handle shit, and it seemed he wasn’t handling it.
“I’ll let you stew on that,” Jenna said as she stood. “I’ll be back.”
I drew Natasha’s hand to my lips. “I’m sorry. I’ve fucked up. Badly.”
There was only one way to make it right, Jenna was correct there, but I wasn’t sure I could do it yet. To face those emotions was terrifying.
A few minutes after Jenna disappeared, the door opened and a doctor not much older than me walked in.
“Hello, I’m Dr. Nadar,” he said with a smile before walking over to the computer.
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