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The nurse.
Nicole’s face.
The surgeon touching her hand.
Brandon leaned back slowly, rubbing his jaw.
“What was the doctor’s name?”
“Dr. Marcus Bell.”
Something flickered across Brandon’s face.
“What?”
He hesitated too long.
“Brandon.”
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