This was so---confusing! Danielle had sent worried looks toward the healers she passed, but everyone was too busy to notice and...what was he trying to do? He hadn't spoken to her since that first night in the hospital, she had thought he'd have completely ended whatever sort of relationship with her and---Danielle had been forcing herself not to think that way, but she'd partaken in some drunken nights with old friends from school that just made matters worse. Donovan hated her, it was evident now, and---well---
He shut the door and Danielle whirled around on him. "What is it? What do you want?" She was angry because she was confused, and he was confusing and--there was no reason for him to be here, or to want to speak to her in a private enough of a manner to just whisk her off. "I'm serious, Donovan, if this is some kind of joke---"
The lights shut and so did her mouth. Danielle blinked to adjust to the darkness. Had he done that? No, the hospital lights were always on, unless a patient was asleep, so this was strange, this was wrong. Danielle jolted at a loud thudding from the floor above, and her heart began to race. "Donovan---what's going on?"
She was confused and nervous, now, which ebbed her anger slightly, but it was making her terrible uncomfortable. "What's happening?"
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