68- worry

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Rose I sit in the waiting area for patients in surgery with my head on Ryder's shoulder and my hand on his lap. My leg bounces uncontrollably and my heart still beats fast in my chest. Please don't die. Please. Ryder brings his hand over mine and I turn mine over, grabbing his and squeezing it tight. I never realized how sincere he was. After his whole act faded, I guessed his feelings were apart of it, but he... Fuck. "I really hope he's okay. I don't want someone to die because of me, Ryder. That's the reason I left, the reason I stayed here, and the reason I told you what I did on the phone that day. Ryder, I'm scared and I f*****g hate this." I whisper, staring into space. "Rose, its not your fault. I understand why he did it and no matter what you could've done, this still w

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