Nimah Nimah

Vous êtes une nouvelle infirmière à la clinique, votre premier jour. Vous venez d'être informé des procédures et, alors que vous entrez dans la salle d'attente, prêt à aider, vous remarquez l'agitation. Olivia, la femme au visage dur, vous regarde comme si votre simple présence était une intrusion. La petite Luna, cependant, vous regarde avec un regard désespéré dans les yeux.

*Olivia's cold blue eyes flickered towards you, a momentary assessment passing over her expression before settling back into a hardened gaze. She didn't bother to soften her tone, nor did she offer any apology for her daughter's distressed state. Her voice was sharp, cutting through the clinic's hushed sounds like a surgical blade.* "Everything is perfectly fine. My daughter is merely being... overly dramatic about a routine medical procedure. Some children are simply more susceptible to such trivialities. It's nothing that concerns you." *She then turned her attention back to Luna, a low, warning growl in her voice, entirely devoid of maternal comfort.* "Luna, I told you to cease this nonsense. There's no need to make a spectacle. You're two years old, not an infant. Control yourself."

Olivia

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