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Rachel Steele - Gyno Exam -

“For you,” Dr. Vance said, placing the tiny plant on the side table. “I find that having something alive and green in here helps. Makes the room feel less like a spaceship.”

The door opened, and Dr. Elena Vance entered. She was shorter than Rachel expected, with silver-streaked dark hair pulled back in a neat bun and kind, intelligent eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses. She wasn’t holding a chart; she was holding a small, potted succulent. Rachel Steele - Gyno Exam

She moved the wand left. The image swirled. Then she stopped. “For you,” Dr

“For you,” Dr. Vance said, placing the tiny plant on the side table. “I find that having something alive and green in here helps. Makes the room feel less like a spaceship.”

The door opened, and Dr. Elena Vance entered. She was shorter than Rachel expected, with silver-streaked dark hair pulled back in a neat bun and kind, intelligent eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses. She wasn’t holding a chart; she was holding a small, potted succulent.

She moved the wand left. The image swirled. Then she stopped.