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-Selene- The doctor had said I would hear something by the end of the day. Now, as the day came to a close, I was sitting with Elijah at a nice restaurant, unable to eat or focus on anything he was saying. “... Selene? Selene?” His voice finally pulled me out of my thoughts, and I quickly refocused on him. “Sorry. I was... distracted,” I admitted with a small smile. “I can see that,” he said, glancing at my untouched plate. I looked down to find that the fish I had ordered had been stabbed repeatedly with my fork while I was lost in thought. “Oh,” was all I could manage, feeling rather embarrassed. “Something’s clearly bothering you. Do you want to talk about it?” Elijah was so kind and understanding. I hated that I had let myself be preoccupied by that nagging feeling. I hadn’t fel