When Emily got to the hospital, she found Harold sitting in the corridor outside the ward. His head was bowed and he seemed to be lost in thought.
He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice Emily standing next to him.
"What are you thinking about?"
Harold looked up. When he saw Emily, he concealed his emotions and glanced at the ward. "Your mother isn't doing too well emotionally."
Emily was prepared for this. "Yeah, I know. You should go get some rest, I'll take over from here."
Harold's gaze flitted over her abdomen. "You need to rest as well."
"Don't worry, I can take care of myself." Emily smiled at him.
Harold fell silent for a moment before nodding. "Call me if you need anything."
After that, he got up and headed off. Emily watched him leave. She pursed her lips and thoug
