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That evening, Cherry lay on her bed, enveloped in a dark mood as she smoked a cigarette. Describing herself as frustrated would be a massive understatement; she was well beyond that point. If she ever laid eyes on Jake again, she was determined to strangle him with her bare hands. After making him undo whatever he had done to her.

She should have known better than to get involved with a doctor. A damn doctor. In fact, she hated doctors more now than ever. What had she been thinking, anyway?

Alright, she had been thinking about having sex with him. At the time, it had seemed like a brilliant idea. Now, it was a nightmare.

There had to be some logical explanation for everything unusual that was happening to her. She couldn't stop thinking about him; his face was imprinted in her mind. She saw him in the morning before she woke up, during the day, and at night before she went to sleep. His mannerisms, his laughter... damn it, even the way he ate! And then, there was that night they had s