Dr. Pierce didn’t immediately say anything in response. Instead, she just stood there and watched me in that unnervingly calm way of hers with her arms crossed over her chest. I felt her stare drilling into me and this was not with judgment but with something that was closer to curiosity like she was waiting for me to explain more about what I felt about the whole situation right now.
Well, somehow, I felt the urge to refused to. I felt that she was not going to really understand anyway and I was too exhausted to try.
I inhaled deeply, forced the lump in my throat down and my fingers gripped the blanket so tightly they turned white but I said nothing.
Then, Dr Pierce sighed and walked to the chair beside my bed and sat down on it before she said softly and firmly, “You should tell him
