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The clinic's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and paper, a sharp contrast to the faint perfume clinging to my skin. I leaned back in the waiting room chair, arms crossed, tapping my nails impatiently. Then the door swung open—and she walked in. Dark hair, sharp jaw, those cold blue eyes scanning the room like she owned it. The nurses practically swooned; she didn't even blink. Just a curt nod at the chart in her hand. My name. When she called for you, even her voice sent a shiver down my spine. I uncrossed my legs slowly, rose to my feet, and felt her gaze flicker to me for half a second. My turn. As I stepped into her office, I leaned against the doorframe, letting a smirk play on my lips. "So, doc,…