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“Just
one more rep, Bella,” Megan said.
“It
really fucking hurts,” Bella snarled. “Ever since I had that massive leg spasm,
my calf has been on fire!”
“What
were you doing?” Megan asked. Bella’s face flamed and she didn’t respond, only
completing the final rep on the leg press machine. But, she whimpered when she
put her foot down. “Bella, this injury is going to take a great deal of time to
heal. You can’t expect it to …”
“I’m
a fucking doctor. I know that,” Bella snapped. Megan folded her hands and
waited for Bella to calm down. “I’m sorry. It’s just been a bad couple of
days.”
“Come
on,” Megan said, handing Bella her boot. She slid it on and crutched her way
into a private room. The boot was removed and Bella lay down on the table. “What
happened?”
“Panic
attack,” Bella croaked out. “A bad one. It happened yesterday when Edward said
he was going back to …”
“To
Seattle?” Megan asked. Bella blanched, but nodded. “Bella, it’s okay to be
scared.”
“Scared
is an understatement, Megan,” Bella hissed. “I’m terrified. I know it’s
irrational. The city didn’t do anything to me. It was the earthquake that
happened in Seattle. I just …”
“Have
you considered talking to someone?” Megan pressed.
“I
wanted to wait until I was better physically, but based off my guttural
reaction yesterday and the stammering of my heart now? I need to,” Bella
shrugged. “I don’t want to. I know it’s in my head. I know it’s irrational. I
know …”
“It’s
not irrational. You were in a terrifying situation. I’d be worried if you
weren’t feeling some of those after effects. Trying to return to normal, like
your injury, will take some time,” Megan said.
“Are
you a shrink?” Bella asked, wiping her cheeks.
“God,
no, but I’ve taken psychology courses. As a physical therapist, you see a lot
of people who are dealing with the aftermath of accidents, surgeries and
traumatic events. It’s our job to help them get their bodies working correctly.
It also helps to provide some impromptu therapy, too,” Megan said, stretching
Bella’s leg. “But, I’m not a shrink or a licensed counselor. I’m just someone
who wants to see her patients succeed. In order for you to truly get over the
trauma of the earthquake up in Seattle, you need to talk to someone.”
“Okay,”
Bella whispered. Megan stayed quiet as she continued to work Bella’s leg for
almost an hour. When she was done, Bella woodenly put her boot back on and
crutched out to the waiting area. Sitting in the chairs was her personal
savior. “Edward,” she breathed.
He
got up and hugged her tightly, cupping her head and sighing happily to have her
back in his arms. “I’m so happy …” he whispered. “I missed you, gorgeous.”
“I
missed you more,” Bella sniffled, clutching his shirt.
“I’m
sorry I left without saying goodbye,” he said, brushing his lips over hers.
“You
did say goodbye,” she argued. “I loved your letter. Very romantic, Dr. Masen.”
“I
do try, but I want to take you out on a date, Bella,” he said.
“Now?”
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