As each wound healed under the girl’s expertly wielded wand Belle felt a modicum of control return to her body and a significant decrease in pain that was incredibly welcome. It was almost enough to make her cry again but she controlled herself, buoyed by the feeling of her healing back into recovering some of her professionalism.

Fortunately, even if she had not been able to, Miss Tweedy was far from the worse person in the hospital for her to have bumped into.

“Sometimes I rather think we’re expected to be,” she said wryly, offering the girl a smile over her shoulder, thankful that she could move some of her muscles without her body screaming out in agony. “At least in the eyes of everybody around us, less they begin to think we might have bodies underneath our hospital robes and thoughts in our heads that do not pertain to our duty.”

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Lady made me sexy <3