I was punctual at the door of the clinic for the appointment. I sent Ramsés a photo on w******p before entering and put my phone on silent. I entered the clinic, and he asked me the same questions as last time. He performed some physical exams on me and took blood samples, and that was it.
“Your results will be ready in a few days; we'll call you to come pick them up,” said the doctor with a smile.
I left there feeling triumphant and went back to the office to finish everything I had pending. I ran into Alex Green, who once again apologized to me—apologies that I once again did not accept.
When it was time to leave, Ramsés called me, saying he was downstairs. As I was gathering my things to leave, I received a call from Sky, who was a mess of tears over Ian. I got into the car while sti
