
Exhale
"There's something wrong with me."
The man raises an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
She nods.
He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I've checked everything, Miss, you couldn't physically be any healthier."
That's just it though, she thinks, she's not physically injured.
"I - "
He pats her head gently, before ushering her through the doorway.
"Until next time, Miss."
And she is left, her heart still hurting, outside the doctor's office.
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