HIS CLAIM

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Elsa

I blinked away the tears. I didn't want to cry in front of them and my head was also hurting too much to be crying. I removed my gaze from my hands and looked up to see Nicholas with his hands. in his pockets, staring at me and once again, not showing what he was thinking or feeling.

"Okay, you're all set here." I looked down to see Mikka had bandaged my foot. I had been too lost in my thoughts to realize what she had been doing.

"From what I can tell, it's not broken but I would like you to come to the clinic to do a proper check-up. Until then, do not support your foot and rest a lot, okay?" She smiled at me, and I gave her a small nod back. She went back to her back and grabbed a wipe and gently started to dab around on my brow.

"I really need to stitch you up now." I scrunched up my nose at the thought of being sewn in the freaking face.

"Fine." I mumbled. I was feeling a bit more relaxed now. Whatever she had given me, was working. She put on a new set of gloves and grabbed the needle driver and tissue forceps and came close to my face. Out of reflex, I smacked her hands away from me, almost making her drop the things in her hands.

"Try not to hurt my wife." I looked to the doorway and saw Antonio standing there, observing the whole thing.
Wait, what?

"She's your wife?!" I exclaimed. I immediately looked at her hands to find a ring but didn't find one.

"It's around my neck in a necklace. I can't always wear a ring as a doctor." Mikka explained when she noticed what I was looking for.

"Huh, how come I didn't know you were married?" I asked Antonio.

"You didn't ask,"

"I'm pretty sure I asked, and you were like 'I would rather not have you ask me questions." I told him and tried to imitate his voice.

"That sounds like Nino." Mikka laughed.

"Aww, she calls you Nino? That's so cute!" I smiled.

"You can't call me that." Antonio told me with a blank face and I pouted.

"Why not? It sure makes you less scary - Ow!" I yelled when I felt a painful pinch on my brow. I was too busy teasing Antonio I didn't notice Mikka had started to stitch me.

"Don't move!" She said as I tried to lean away from her.

"That's it! I'm holding her." Arianna got fed up and sat behind me. She held my head to make sure I wouldn't move again.

"Let me go, it hurts!" I tried to move away but Arianna had me in a strong grip. She was surprisingly strong! Did she bench press or something? How in the world was she this strong?!

"Stop making faces, you will get a scar. I'm almost done." Mikka scolded while continuing to torture me with her stupid needle.

"Ow, sit! It hurts!" I complained. I clenched my jaw when I felt another painful pinch.

"Stop being a baby!" Arianna hushed me.

"See, all done now." Mikka let out a breath and stepped back right when I thought of kicking her away from me.

"Already? Oh, that wasn't too bad actually." I said impressed. Mikka gave me an 'I told you so' look and Arianna finally let go of me.

"She's the most difficult patient I have ever had." Mikka said to Nicholas with a smile while shaking her head.

"Come to the clinic tomorrow, and make sure she gets plenty of rest and doesn't move around too much. I have a feeling she's the type to defy orders."

"You have no idea." Nicholas and Antonio said at the same time and I gaped at them. Arianna let out a laugh at their comment and I flipped her off.