DAMON~
"I see you've been keeping your promise," Dr. Grace said with a warm smile as she removed the brace from my arms. I returned her smile, I stepped off the hospital bed felt managed to be both hard and soft at the same time, and walked over to the corner where I had left my jacket.
"A man always keeps his promise," I quoted my father while slipping my weary arms into the jacket.
"True," she replied, smiling as she wrapped up the brace and placed it back in the wooden drawer next to the bed. A calming silence fell over us as I looked around the room that had begun to feel like a habitat for me, I let out a sigh, feeling the weight of a question that had been on my mind since leaving the comfort of my home.
"Can I ask you something?" I broke the short silence, and she turned to me without speaking, which I took as encouragement to continue.