Chapter 22 ~ Dr. Martinez

Chapter 22 Dr. Martinez

Alex

Athena's head snaps in my direction, and for a second, I think she's about to fire off some smartass comment -

tell me I'm imagining things, that I'm overreacting again - but she doesn't.

Instead, she swallows hard, her hand gripping the thin hospital blanket like it's the only thing keeping her anchored.

"I'm fine," she says, but her voice lacks the bite I'm used to.

It's flat.

I step closer, ignoring the doctor now. He's just an annoying blur in the corner of my vision.

"What did he do?" My voice is lower this time.

Her eyes widen just a fraction. "Nothing. He did his job, Alex. That's it."

But I see it

the slight tremble in her fingers, the way her throat bobs

when she swallows again. She's not okay.

"I need to speak to the nurse's station,"

the doctor interjects, clearly uncomfortable with the tension swirling

in the room. He's

already edging toward the hallway like he can feel the noose tightening around his neck.

I let him go. For now.

The door shuts again, leaving us alone.

"Athena,” I say, stepping closer, my voice rough. "Tell me the truth."

She looks away, her jaw clenching. "There's nothing to tell. Just drop it."

Like hell I will.

My hand grips the edge of the bed frame, my knuckles turning white. "Did he touch you wrong? Say something?" My words are clipped, hard enough to cut through the thick air.

Her lips press together, and that's when I know - something happened.

Whatever he did has messed with her and she's

trying to convince herself it wasn't a big deal.

But it is.

To me, it is.

"I'm fine," she repeats, quieter this time.

I don't believe her.

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Athena is very stubborn and doesn't easily give in.

So I try another approach.

"Should I get the footage and check?"

She snorts. "We both know there isn't any footage. He's not that stupid."

"So he tried something? Just tell me I just want to know." I coax.

Stop acting like you care.

and I won't annoy you," I

She sighs.

sign my

this approach

not signing shit. And since you're okay, I'll ask Ryan to come over. I have a

a while. Stay here and get better. Tell your doctor I'll

care of

shirt.

look horrified as she looks at me. I raise a

leave

"Why?"

for injuries and said when I

my

some water?" I ask, voice calm, almost

that all you

give her

you want me to cuddle

Athena

her head and hugs herself, her body curling inward like she's

muscles ticking as I watch her. I exhale slowly, forcing

clicks shut behind

I make

my insides burning with rage. The

I smell is

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to see that fucker

and the nurse smiles at me

I nod at her and her

worship the ground I

eyes

I am, walking into an

is becoming

[Dr. Martinez]

is in bold

is slightly ajar, and when I step inside, the

out some bullshit report about how well he

he looks up, his

smile. "Oh, it's you again. Is there a

know-he has no clue who he's

He's new.

wouldn't be sitting there so

shut behind

fine, Doc," I say, my tone light.

voice making his skin prickle I

"I'm... I'm good."

I nod. "Good."

you just move to this country?" I

Like I'm annoying him, but he finally nods. "Yes. Moved here last

So Athena is your first

His tone

it

and my face, confusion

fingers along the edge of his desk. "Does the name Alexander King sound familiar

breath catches. He blinks, then shakes his head. "I-no. Should

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I smile again. "Figures."

his wrist. Fast. Too

the hell

my grip, my fingers digging into

use to

don't know what you're

doc. Were

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