(Isolde's POV)
"Stop making a fuss."
Orion's voice was low. Almost gentle. He turned to the doctor without missing a beat.
"Stitch it up."
My temple throbbed.
I shot up fast. "I don't need stitches. Doctor, can you just prescribe me some medication instead?"
The doctor glanced between us.
Orion didn't move. Didn't blink.
The doctor reached for his suture kit.
I had hated needles since I was a child. Not just needles-any kind of pain, really. But stitches were something else entirely. Even the thought of it made my skin crawl.
The doctor must have noticed how stiff I'd gone, because he smiled.
"Don't worry," he said, his tone easy and a little amused. "It'll be quick. Your boyfriend can hold your hand if you need."
I opened my mouth to correct him.
The doctor was already pressi
