Betrayed by Blood~
"You have a sprained ankle, but you'll heal soon. I can't say to avoid heavy weight on that foot, but do try to take care," The pack doctor warned as he applied the last plaster on my face.
I nodded, looking down at my bandage-wrapped foot. I sighed internally as I thought of what I did to make those girls lash out on me. I've tried to keep my distance, I made sure not to cross paths with them. I made sure not to disrupt or even talk while they were there, and still… I swallowed hard, my lips already bitten raw from how hard I was thinking.
"There you go. You're good to go now," the doctor said, helping me to my feet, wincing slightly at the pain. The doctor's smile faltered slightly, almost like he was pitiful.
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