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linking
into the doctor’s examination room, I set my bag down on the floor to sit in the chair and sulk. Roark had been right, and that pissed me off just about as much as what he’d been right about.
Why was I going through the annoyance of a cervical implant when I can get an implant in my arm and not have to come back for three years?
“Ugh- I should’ve known…” Dropping my head into my hands, I sucked in air loudly through my nose to heave a sigh. “Just like with the pads…”
Groaning, I cringed as I remembered my i***t younger self. I was scared to use tampons, but pads gave me a rash. It wasn’t until I had to make an emergency trip to the nurse at the end of my senior year that I realized tampons were the best invention ever.
The door to the room opened, and surprise made my
