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Chapter 67; Life is playing a cruel joke
“Is it safe for her to get stitches?” asked the female employee from the medical assistance officer.
“It’s okay…: he replied skeptically.
“Ah, f**k it” mumbled Alexis getting to her feet.
She was helped to stay upright, by the employee and the medical assistance officer.
She was instructed to stay still.
Her skin was pierced by the needle and he stitched the wound. She didn’t even flinch at the needle piercing at the skin.
She let him do what he was supposed to do.
She was on her phone looking at a picture of Alyssa.
“Is that your girlfriend?” asked the employee trying to get her mind off the stitching.
