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Rose whimpered slightly, turning onto her other side |
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Rose fell asleep after pulling out her tubes. SHe hated them and needles as a whole. She tossed them aside before drifting off |
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A louder beeping started going off, stirring Caden awake as a few doctors came in. One put them back in Rose, telling her she needed to keep them as another slipped a piece of paper in his pocket. |
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She squirmed, pissed off and taking them out again. A panic attack gripped her as she grew clammy and her headache worsened |
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Caden brushed his thumb over her knuckles, keeping his tone calm. "Rose, focus on me." |
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Her eyes were fearful, the doctors trying to put the lines back in and attempting to hold her down. It only made it worse |
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"Rose," He said again, voice so direct the doctors stilled. "Focus. On. Me." |
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She was breathing fast, scared, as her fearful eyes turned to Caden |
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