The Dreadful Request

"Would you mind telling me what happened?" Rodrigo asks. As of now, I feel good. The fear subsided when I was with someone. Rodrigo didn’t leave my side even though he has rounds today.

Even though he asked me a few times, I didn't answer. I'm not talking to him. I don't know what to say. If I speak, my fear will return. He applied first aid to my arm because of an accident that happened earlier. He checked my arms for any other wounds before treating them.

"Give me your phone-" he commanded. I looked at him confused. What will he do to my phone?

"-I'll...