“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 to take care of

He recalled how tender and sweet she had been when she had danced on the stage the

in her bedroom

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

simple breakfast, Debbie went back to Carlos’

to the hospital or

doctor in. It would be much simpler

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

once again, Carlos was left

her teeth, angry at the

then I’m Leaving. I

had hardly taken one step before Carlos

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