I'm not giving up on Wayne.

“Hey! Don't talk to her like that,” The Doctor said. Mr Oliver scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief.

“You know what? Get the hell out, get the hell out of my house, my life, everything, I never want to see you again. You call me selfish, what then do you call yourself? This is over. And I mean it this time,” Mr Oliver said, he turned and began heading away. He walked Into the elevator, turning to look at Mrs Laurette. She seemed remorseful, while the doctor seemed confused.

Mr Oliver's eyes didn't leave Mrs Laurette's remorseful stare until the door closed shut.

“Please excuse me,” Mrs Laurette said,she walked past the doctor but she felt a grip on her hand. She looked down at the doctor's hand, holding hers.

“Please I know it sounds weird and unprofessional, but can I atleast get your number?“ The doctor asked.

“I'm sorry, I'm married, I got carried away and I shouldn't have flirted with you. Please have a nice day,” Mrs Laurette said. She felt the doctor grip on her hand loosen.
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