“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

to come over and look after you. I don’t want to take care of

when she had danced on the stage the other day. Sadly, that side of her appeared only

got dressed in her bedroom and

for Debbie. She had already gotten a call from Carlos asking her to do so before Debbie could

Debbie went

to the hospital or not?”

in. It would be much simpler that way in

medical equipment here and you would receive better treatment at the hospital. This is

exasperated and once again, Carlos was left nothing

ground her teeth, angry at

then I’m Leaving. I won’t come back until your

taken one step before Carlos took

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