I sensed something off in the air between them, and Jim seemed especially fixated on Alicia.
Jonathan took a call, leaving just the three of us.
Jim glanced at me and said, "There's nothing to figure out. The three of us grew up together."
They were childhood friends. It seemed that, besides Jonathan and Alicia, Jim also harbored some complicated feelings for her.
Alicia's expression shifted slightly as she told Jim, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."
His tone turned sharp. "Of course, I'm not worried. What good would that do? You'd just stubbornly go your way anyway."
Alicia stayed silent, her head bowed.
It was like a silent standoff between them.
When Jonathan came back in, the atmosphere finally eased a bit.
I wasn't sure if he noticed the subtle tension between Jim and Alicia, but he acted like he didn't see it. He said to me, "The doctor's over there. Let's go to the next room."
My arm really did hurt, so I didn't argue.
An older male doctor tended to my wound. As he dressed my arm, Einstinctively hid my left band, not wanting him to see the scars on my wrist. I feared he’d
The doctor left the room once he was done is was just jonathan and me sitting in silence. Neither spoke first, but I could feel his gaze fired on me the whole time.
I don’t know how long it had passed before he suddenly stood up. “50, what’s going on this time ?–
There was that condescending tone again.
sif I’d always been achild in his eyes, throwing over trial nonsense that was not worth taking seriously.
I shut my eyes, too tired to deal with him, exuding slowly in a lay act of dellance. That flickered a spark of anger in his eyes.
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