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“Oh, he should be ready to see you
in a few minutes.”
She resumes her seat at the desk,
focusing on her little laptop screen. It’s
one of those fancy ones with a bitten
apple on it. Sin has one too, hers is
bigger.
The door to what I assume is the
doctor's office opens, and Etienne steps
out. I almost gasp at the sight of him, but
settle for staring at the images I can
