Draven Fox

"Calm the fuck down and let the doctor do his job," my father reprimanded me, holding me by my elbow when I stood to head to the private infirmary room where Melody was.

"Are you kidding me?" I pulled my arm off his grip, turning to look at him.

"He has been there for close to half an hour!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air.

"Which clearly means he's not done yet," he responded, his voice rising a notch.

"Exactly! He should have been done by now." I let my hands drop to my side, looking at my father as he shook his head.

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