White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

than I expected.

Beatrice froze, her mouth staying slightly open, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she looked down at my hand.

She did not apologize.

She slowly pulled the metal tool away, her face flushed with a mixture of anger and surprise, then tossed the tool into a stainless steel tray with a loud clatter.

I slid off the table, my legs continue reading …