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“Wake up,” a nurse exclaims.

"What time is it?" he commented.

—9:30 am—he says—It's time for you to go to the gynecologist.

I get up carefully and walk slowly, the hallway is too long with many doors where I want, I prepare to walk trying not to hurt myself, I go at a slow pace worse than a snail <<Where are the damn wheelchairs for the patients>> I turn around to see if one is found, but no; The hospital looks the same as the room, white but in the middle they contain a very thin blue stripe, there are too many doctors and nurses throughout the hallway, they make me uncomfortable, since I can remember I have always been afraid of going to the insurance; <<Dr. Arthur Coleman>> stands on a gold plaque with very thin, matte letters hanging on the white door. I knock lightly and it opens immediately. He is looking at his computer monitor. His gaze locks onto mine, making me A chill runs through my skin.

"What is offered to you?" says the doctor with light skin and blue eyes.

—They sent me to undergo some studies—for a moment he was silent—. I blurt out hesitantly.

"I'm sorry," he stammered.

—It's okay, I don't need your pity doctor, they have made me feel bad, as if they thought that with their words of consolation I can get ahead—I take a seat.

He gets up and while he settles everything whispers.

—You are neither less nor more, you are the only one who knows how much you have suffered, how many times you have gotten up and fallen again, do not let anyone judge your path, do not let anyone belittle you, you are the strength , that desire to live, to enjoy every moment, you only need yourself to love yourself, value yourself and get ahead.

On the one hand, the doctor is right, only I can get out of this without anyone's help, he turns around and motions to me, making me go to a white chair, I sit down very slowly, he takes my blood pressure and temperature and then takes a injection to draw blood

"It hurt," he thought, pulling out the injection .

"A little," he said, making a gesture of annoyance.

—You have an infection, if you eat well Julia

—The truth is that no, I barely eat breakfast, my life is very busy. “I think I'll get better quickly, doctor,” I say.

"I'll send you medication to see if that will control it in a few days. If not, come with me," he says. "Are you sexually active?"

—Yes with my boyfriend. Why? — I confess, somewhat surprised

—Because you should come more often so you can get checked and not get a urinary infection or illness.

"I promise I'll come sooner."

—And tell me, you will file a lawsuit against your boyfriend's father.

—Of course, this won't stay like this.

—Very well, I can be a witness, in fact I was there.

-I appreciate it a lot.

It didn't take him two minutes and he gave me the letter, I grabbed it carefully and went back to my room. I wanted to rest, but when I was in the door frame I was shocked to see Chad.

-What are you doing here? -asked.

—Matthew told me to come see you, apparently you don't want to talk to anyone, that's what he told me.

—Damn Wilson, tell him not to interfere in my life and since when are they friends.

—Hey Julia, don't be mad, he just wants to help, since before they left Paris.

—Well, I don't need help, if he doesn't get into my life I'd be better off, since no one understands. "I want to be alone," I say, word by word.

"Just remember that if you don't let them help you, no one will do it for you," he says and leaves.

I put on the clothes that my mother brought, I want to go out and go to the police, I put on my navy blue pants and a pink shirt, I put on the jacket and put the hat that she is wearing on my head so as not to be discovered, my whole body still hurts. internal stomach, although they were few penetrations, he gave me very strong ones, I left the hospital and took a taxi, the first one I found on the street.

"Where am I taking her?" he emphasizes.

"To the police," she stated, a little worried.

The taxi is very slow due to the traffic accumulated on the roads, I get desperate and go down a few blocks behind, I pay him without him returning my change, I gain strength and walk even faster; I find myself in front of the police station, everyone turns to look at me, they examine me from top to bottom, I fix my gaze on me trying to discover how much they are looking, but I can't find the explanation, I huff and get in.

The interior is somewhat dark, gray in color, very well maintained, there are too many police officers with their respective uniforms and one or another in a black suit, I have to assume that they are the ones who take notes of all the complaints. There are too many papers everywhere and some sleeping police officers.

"What do you offer, miss?" says a police officer.

—I come to file a lawsuit on behalf of John, who works at the Wilson company.

“On that side they are filing another complaint with that name,” he points to the background behind me.

I walk and go from corner to corner until I reach the indicated place, a young man is in front of me, wearing casual clothes, shorts and a white shirt. By God, who would think of coming to this place like this, later he wrote to me about my words in my thoughts when he saw my clothing.

They are busy with that boy, they pause while they transcribe what was said.

"You also come to file a lawsuit against Mr. John from the Wilson company." I lowered my gaze.

—Yes, yesterday I had an argument with him saying that he wanted to stay with the Brooks company and that he was going to do anything to get it —he answers.

I freeze at what he just said, he looked up and I was captivated by his penetrating gaze.

“Julia,” he says before he speaks, “What are you doing here?”

"The same as you," he commented, looking at him.

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