Ashlyn
“Miss. Knight, you’re up?” The doctor asked while walking into the room. I immediately licked my hand where I was bleeding from the iv I had just ripped out.
“Miss. Knight, you should be in bed resting. We could have lost you.” He walked over to help me get back into bed, even though I didn’t need help.
“Everyone out.” He commanded the others, and I was thankful. I needed a moment to catch my breath. After everyone was out of the room and the door was closed, the Doctor raised an eyebrow at me.
“So, do you want to explain why you no longer have your IV inserted? And why are you up, moving around?” He asked, and I groaned.
“It was all a misunderstanding. I’m fine.” I told him and he scuffed.
“Your father was just as stubborn,” he commented while looking over my stomach.
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