Turning toward him
They spoke casually about weather, traffic, and even the hospital’s notoriously burnt-tasting coffee. Emma laughed softly, comforted by the normality of small talk, then finally turned back with the needle in hand. She liked when patients were chatty; it helped everything go smoother. But when she faced him again, her eyes immediately froze on something unexpected. It wasn’t large or flashy, yet it startled her deeply. A tiny detail caught her attention and unsettled her instantly.
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