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CH. 8 ICU

Reagan

The ride to the hospital was uncomfortable. Riggin didn’t say a word and I couldn’t bring myself to say anything either. I waited for the questions to start coming. His jaw was set tight, he seemed a little tense but I couldn’t read him and it was driving me crazy. I always could read people and tell what they were thinking. My dad said it was a gift I had, being able to tell what a person’s intentions were. It definitely was a good skill to have in the business world, and I took full advantage of it. I hated myself for worrying about what he thought of me, I shouldn’t care! I haven’t cared what anyone has thought of me for a long time.

He parked the truck running to my side to open the door. His hands gently helped lower me to the ground ever so careful not to hold my waist to tight as he lifted me out of the truck. Normally I’m grateful for silence, not having to worry about entertaining someone else with conversation, but this silence with Riggin is driving me crazy. He’s
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