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55- Waiting Is The Hardest Part
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!
Scott burst into the emergency room, nearly sprinting to the front desk. Still in his pajama pants, he'd thrown on whatever shirt was closest, and his coat, before rushing out of his apartment. He even forgot to put on socks. Considering it was still the middle of the night, the waiting room was empty.
"May I help you, sir-" the receptionist began.
"My fiance was just admitted! His name is Rayan Neel..." He was fighting to appear calm. "Please, can you tell me anything?"
"Just a moment, sir. Could you spell that last name for me?"
Scott raked his hands through his hair anxiously as he complied with the receptionist's question. He could have sworn ten whole minutes passed as he waited for information, but it couldn't have been more than a few seconds.
"Neel... Neel... Rayan Neel... Ah, here he is! Looks like he's still in surgery. If yo
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