“Like I said earlier, Mr Damian, she needs utmost but gentle care while she finds her way to her best memories. Also, she might experience post-trauma syndrome around water bodies, big, small or even the littlest like that flowing from the shower.” The doctor instructed with a keen smile courting the edges of his mouth.
Damian’s cold response came forth; “You’ve sung that enough, Doctor. Thank you.”
He shoved past the Doctor’s stretched hand, which was now hanging in the air.
The Nurses who were busy at the counter giggled in disgust and admiration at the toxic- masculinity displayed.
“Get in,” Damian ordered, authoritatively but with a faint voice. Maybe, try to follow the doctor's manual so as not to worsen Naomi’s situation.
Naomi’s eyes flickered around his face while sending h
