"Yes, Celine. It's been a long time," the doctor said, his fingers fumbling slightly as he adjusted her IV syringe. He gave a sheepish smile. Celine's frown deepened, her eyes fixed on the syringe, willing him to hurry so she could leave.
She hadn't expected to see him there, still practicing medicine after all these years. Memories of their high school days flashed into her mind, how he had chosen his career over her, ending their relationship. He was her first love, and the pain of his decision still lingered, together with the trauma she faced seven years ago.
"You never asked about your boyfriend. I miss you, Celine," he said, his voice soft, almost as if he were speaking to himself. He didn’t seem to notice the person standing behind him.
"Please, just get this done. I need to lea
