Samantha had been about to respond when she became aware of something trickling down the back of her throat. The specialist gagged violently, jerking her head forward and spitting blood onto the carpet. “I’m well aware,” she managed after a moment, pressing at her nose. “Could you get me a few tissues?”
“I-” Juliette pulled her fingers away and pushed herself to her feet. Guilt surged through her as she scrambled madly towards the box of kleenex sitting on her bedside table. Grabbing a handful she raced back to Sam and stuffed them into her waiting hand. “I’m so sorry, love. If I had known it was you…”
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