![]() I’ve been trying to ignore him, but am failing miserably. He hasn’t left my side since I walked out of the woods. “Let the doctor put in the IV, Ellie,” the guy named Jax says, taking my other hand in his and smoothing his thumb over my palm. “I need to get to Hope,” I whimper, yanking my arm out of his grasp when the nurse walks around the bed with the needle in her hand. “Ruth, let’s start an IV,” he says, looking over my head at the nurse, once again ignoring me and pulling my arm towards him, prodding It with his fingers. “I’m really okay,” I repeat for what feels like the hundredth time to the doctor, who has been checking me over since coming into my room a few minutes ago. On top of all that, I need to get to Hope. ![]() ![]() My body is exhausted from having nothing really substantial to eat or drink over the last couple of days, and my mind is a mess from what I have just survived. ![]() By the time I arrive at the hospital and get put into a room, I’m at my wit’s end. ![]()
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