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MILLIE I felt a stab of a needle against my arm which jerked me awake. I looked over to my side through blurry eyes and a doctor was seated on a seat by the bed I was lying on, fixing a drip on my hand. I almost cried out because I hated needles. They terrified me. I adjusted my eyesight because I couldn’t even move to make her stop what she was doing. I felt trapped in my own body. When my eyes were clear, I realised that I was not in a hospital at least. The doctor that was fixing my drip was one I was well acquainted with. Dr Sharma. I wanted to curse her out and Roman decided to never let her come close to my body again. I thought after what had happened he would fire them or report them to the board for the stupid mistake they made. Instead, he was letting her treat me again. I di