The Clinical Slut: Examined and Owned(3)🫦💦🔞

Late-Night House Call

Lila Moreau’ POV

Two days later my heart went crazy again. I was alone in my apartment. No deadline this time. Just me on the couch scrolling my phone when the flutter hit hard. My chest tightened. Breathing got difficult. I grabbed my phone and called the emergency line the hospital gave me.

A voice answered on the second ring. It was him. Mr. Barth Franklin.

“Miss Moreau?” he said. He sounded alert even though it was almost midnight. “Tell me what is happening.”

My words came out fast and shaky. “It is bad this time. I cannot catch my breath....