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“Seeley…” she said, but I couldn’t.
I couldn’t take another minute of this.
It was too much.
Too painful.
I strode past her and out the door.
Once again doing what was best for her.
Even if it killed me this fucking time.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Amaranta
It was Dr. Laurier who finally pulled me out of my pity party four days later.
“You actually live here?” he asked when I came to the door, finding him standing there in his expensive shoes and watch, his face twisted up in disgust.
“I might be able to afford cable if you guys paid me better,” I said, opening the door to let him in. “What are you doing here?”
“You need to come back,” he said. “To the clinic. You need to come back.”
“Tired of rubbing shoulders with the poor already?” I asked, making my way to the coffee machine since I hadn’t slept much in three days, and there was more caffeine than blood in my veins right about then.
“My partners stuck around for one day only. I’m fucking drowning, Stone.”
“This is where you’re supposed to say that you don’t know how I do it.”
“I don’t know how you fucking do it,” he said, taking my cup away from me as soon as I put in creamer, and chugging it.
“I can come back,” I said, nodding. “I mean, I’m not at full capacity now,” I reminded him, waving my arm. “But if you and the nurses are willing to help me a bit here and there, I’m sure I can be of help.”
Was I nervous about going back?
Absolutely.
I felt a cold sensation working its way up my spine at the idea of being in that building again after the attack. But it was my work. I had to go back eventually.
And it would distract me.
Distraction would be good.
Since it felt like someone had punched a hole in my chest. Again.
I knew that, underneath all his objections and assertions otherwise, he had absolutely taken those things I’d said to heart. Even if I don’t think I ever meant them the way he thought I did.
Seeley had always been good enough.
As a person.
It was his “job” that I objected to.
In my mind, those were two different things, so insulting one didn’t mean I was insulting him.
Clearly, though, that wasn’t how it worked.
