Serena’s pov
I stood there for a long moment, waiting for him to say something or even just glance at me.
Dorian did nothing and instead, the silence stretched, cold and indifferent, as he continued flipping through a patient’s file as if I wasn’t standing right in front of him.
My heart constricted painfully in my chest as a familiar ache settled in my chest, but I forced myself to swallow it down.
Fine. If he wanted to ignore me, I wouldn’t beg.
With stiff movements, I turned to the nearby medical cabinet, yanking it open. My fingers trembled slightly as I grabbed what I needed to clean the wound, gauze, antiseptic and tweezers, clutching them tightly as I moved to the nearest bed.
I set everything down and inhaled deeply. ‘You can do this.’
I sat on the infirmary bed, m
