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"Lie back and relax for me, this won't take long."
Her words kept running through his head over and over and over.
"You're doing such a good job. We're almost done."
It was driving him insane. Her soft voice would lull him to sleep. His first coherent thought would be of her Southern American voice.
"Do you feel better now?"
It had been weeks of this. Every time his mind quieted for just a second he was hearing her calm reassuring words. Keeping occupied seemed to help, but she would crawl back eventually.
"Relax."
How could he possibly relax ever again?
"I've almost got it."
Fucking fuck.
"One more, and then we're done. I promise."
Her words practically lived in his skin at this point. Her gentle hands an invisible brand.
"Perfect."
It didn't help that anytime he looked in the mirror, he saw the pale, puckered scar left behind. And it most certainly didn't help that he couldn't seem to go one day without running into her.
"There you go, all done."
Gentle and reassuring words spoken only to him in that beautiful drawl.
"Come back if you need anything."
He was absolutely fucked.