Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

PART 5- CHAPTER 182

JESS

The door creaked open, and my heart skipped a beat as Josh stepped into the room, followed closely by my dad. Relief washed over me, so intense it brought tears to my eyes. My dad's face looked weary, his hair disheveled, and Josh looked like he hadn't slept in days. I

here. They were okay. I

pushed myself up, the sudden movement sending a sharp jolt of pain through my leg, but I ignored it.

"Jess!" Josh's voice cracked as he rushed forward, and before! knew it, he and my dad had their arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. I held on, feeling the steady thud of their hearts against my own, the familiar scent of aftershave and * sweat. They were warm, solid, real. It was enough to make me forget, for just a second, about the nightmare I had woken up from.

When they finally pulled back, I couldn't hold back the smile tugging at my lips. "I remember," said, the words tumbling out before I had the chance to think them through.

Josh's brow furrowed, and he nodded slowly. "Yeah... I wish this night you would forget, though."

"No," I insisted, shaking my head. "You don't understand. I remember all of it." My voice was firm, the realization still making my heart race.

Josh and my dad froze, staring at me like I'd just told them I

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heavy in the air, and I could see the

voice barely above a whisper, "you mean... you

in my

My father turned to her, his voice tight with disbelief. "My daughter

doctor's eyebrows shot up, but a smile slowly spread across her face. "Sometimes, a traumatic event can act as a trigger," she explained.

is enough to reconnect pathways that were once blocked.

felt a mixture of relief and nervousness. Memories that had felt just out of reach for so long were now flashing vividly behind my eyes. Faces, names, moments-everything was coming back, and I wasn't sure if it was overwhelming

at

leg. Oh, God. In the haze of everything-Bryan, the-memories flooding back,

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bandages wrapped around it, tinged with faint blood spots. A wave of nausea

muttered, trying to shift without

was fractured," he said quietly, his hands still gripping the railing of the hospital bed like he was afraid I'd vanish if he let go. "Bryan... he didn't just-" His voice broke, and he looked away, his knuckles turni

like the first step toward being myself again, whoever that

lucky," she said, calm and clinical. "The damage wasn't as severe as it could have been, but

flared up every time she touched the bandage.

think..." my dad began hesitantly, glancing between me and the doctor, "that she'll be okay? I mean,

her eyes remained serious. "It's too early to say for sure, but Jess is young, and she's clearly a fighter. With the right care

optimistic."