When Leo returned with hot water and tablets, the doctor was explaining the follow-up care instructions to me. He casually picked up the diagnosis form and asked questions about the medication. Then he placed his hand on my waist, helping me walk slowly toward the door.
"The doctor you just saw is a good friend of mine. If you're worried about scarring in the future, you can always see him again," he said.
I nodded and replied, "That sounds good."
As I opened the door, a cool evening breeze rushed in, and Leo stepped in front of me protectively. "It’ll be windy tonight, so be careful not to catch a cold."
He wrapped me up snugly, and I climbed into the car, where there wasn’t much ventilation. After I gave him my address, he drove me back to my apartment.
As the car lights flashed, I spotted someone waiting in the darkness—someone I really didn’t want to see right now.
Carl and I faced a lot of relationship problems, and the people around him didn’t think highly of me either. Among them, the person who held the strongest negative opinion about me was Manager Smith. He had always believed that I got my position at the Lewis Group solely because my boss was infatuated with me.