Evans’s POV
“Daughter?”
“Jennie fell sick and was taken to their sick bay for a check-up,”
“What! I will be there soon,” I said to her, and made my way to the care center.
Thankfully, he arrived on time. Roxie was waiting for him in the hallway.
She spotted him and drew closer. "This way," she said, her voice tight with anxiety.
As they walked, Evans couldn't help but notice the strain in her posture, the way she held herself a little too rigidly.
He could tell Roxie wasn’t happy. Something was off about her. He wondered why, but could only keep his thoughts to himself.
When they reached Jennie's room, Roxie paused outside the door. "Hey," she said softly, finally breaking the awkward silence.
"Hey," Evans replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Is she alright?"
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