Sophia
I hadn’t expected to see anyone standing right outside the treatment room when I stepped out. My mind had been on a glass of cold water and a soft bed, not on conversation.
But there he was. Erick.
He was leaning against the wall as if he had been there for hours, arms folded, head tilted slightly like he’d been listening for every sound through the door. The moment his eyes met mine, he straightened.
I froze for a heartbeat, surprised, then shook my head. “Seriously?” I muttered under my breath, not caring if he heard.
His lips curved faintly, but his voice was all earnest concern. “How did it go?”
I didn’t answer.
I Couldn’t.
My legs ached like I’d walked through mud for miles, and my hands were still faintly trembling from holding the acupuncture needles steady for so l
