The doctor sat behind the computer at his desk while Gwen remained with her legs up in her stirrups as her body had been fully examined by the medical practitioner. She had everything done to her under the sun from blood being drawn to a reflex test, but all the while thinking of just why Deacon would remain intertwined with Yasmine. If events had shown anything, it that she was vindictive and selfish, dangerous, and manipulative-and she knew without a doubt that she couldn’t have possibly been equal to that. But as the doctor made his way back to her to perform a feminine examination, her thoughts halted for a moment as he began to “hmm” to himself. She then thought of having contracted something from Deacon in fear of an STI. As she gritted her teeth to the feeling of the speculum’s cold
