Author's POV
Aria squeezed her eyes shut. “Please… slowly.” Her voice was barely a whisper as she pleaded.
The female doctor gave her a small smile. “It’ll be quick,” she assured before injecting the Depo-Provera shot into Aria’s arm.
As the needle went into her vein, Aria flinched. Her hand reached for Vincent, gripping it tightly. Her nails dug into his skin, but his presence was steady, as if he wasn’t affected by the way her fingers made blood come out of his skin.
“It’s done,” the doctor said, putting the syringe aside.
Aria slowly, hesitantly opened her eyes as a breath of relief washed over her. She pushed herself up from the hospital bed as she tried to pull her hand out of his, but he didn’t loosen his grip, tightening it instead.
The doctor glanced at Aria, then turned tow
