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Dr. Abbot rifles through his pockets until he finds a piece of scrap paper and a pen. He scribbles something on it, using his thigh as a support, before offering the paper to her. “Take my number. In case you need to talk.”
Samira feels overwhelmed by his kindness. Her fingers brush against his as she gingerly takes the paper from his hand and Samira can’t help the shiver that runs up her spine at the brief contact. “Thank you, Dr. Abbot. I mean it.”
“Call me Jack.” Dr. Abbot – Jack – starts to make his way back towards the stairwell. “Take as long as you need, Dr. Mohan. I’ll handle Robby.”
Samira is left alone on the rooftop, fingers gripping tight onto that little piece of paper, ignoring the strange flutter in her chest.