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Emily Monroe
I rushed into the hospital, my eyes wide in fear as I rushed to the receptionist desk.
“Good day madam?”
“Emily Monroe. A patient with the name Stiles Osborne was rushed in here ?” My body shook with fear and the nurse noticed it.
She gave me a small smile.
“Please come with me,” the nurse replied leading me to Stiles’s ward.
We walked into the room and I found Stiles chatting with the doctor with a cast around his arm. My hands flew to cover my mouth in shock.
I couldn’t believe it was real. He had indeed been in an accident!
“I promise it’s not as bad as it looks,” Stiles said with a lopsided smile.
Was he serious or joking? I had no idea.
The doctor in the room chuckled. “Right. Remind me to ease on with the pain killers with you then,” the man said sarcast
