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"I can walk."
I'm annoyed.
And I can tell Ethan's annoyed right back.
He wants me to either let him carry me or drive me to the packhouse. I'm trying to convince him that I can walk.
He shakes his head at me. "I'm not going to have you pass out because you want to be stubborn."
I glare at him... Or I would glare at him if I could. Whatever look I'm giving him is amusing him, which is even more irritating.
We're at a standstill, eyeing each other in the parking lot of the hospital. I didn't realize how big it was until we walked out.
I refused to be wheeled out, causing a noticeable tick to start in Ethan's jaw. I'm never gonna tell him that I regretted it, but I do.
It was pretty stupid of me but I guess my mentality of "don't depend on anyone" is hard to break out of
