“It was all real. You got hurt because of Megan,” Debbie muttered in a slightly horrified tone. The fact was still too hard for her to process.

Hearing her words, Carlos scooped her cheek with one hand and tried to comfort her, “Deb, you know that—”

“I know, I know,” she said resignedly. After getting out of bed, she prattled on.

“I’m going downstairs for breakfast. Then we’re going to the hospital. Dr. Jordan said your wound needed to be treated in the hospital. Or else it is going to fall prey to inflammation or infection.”

Carlos was recovering quickly. Debbie was surprised to see him able to be on his feet already. And he looked like a million bucks.

“I don’t need to go to the hospital,” he protested.

Debbie turned her head back and threatened, “Fine! Then you can ask

you. I don’t want

had been when she had danced

dressed in her bedroom and

Debbie. She had already gotten a

breakfast, Debbie

are you going to the hospital or not?” she

doctor in.

He said there was no medical equipment here and you would receive better treatment at the hospital. This is the doctor’s

once again, Carlos

teeth, angry at

Leaving. I won’t come back until your

taken one step before Carlos took her wrist

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