Emily sat in the waiting room of the hospital nervously tapping her foot on the floor. Her fingers were not spared either, she twisted and clenched them repeatedly but nothing helped her calm her nerves, or distract her from her worries.
She had managed to call an ambulance for her father and had him rushed to the hospital. Now she was forced to sit and wait for the doctors to treat her father before they came and told her what was going on.
Whispers from other people seated in the waiting room filled the air. Emily looked around. The waiting room was a cold large room with several seats for family members and friends waiting for news of their loved ones.
The walls were a cold plain white, same as the floor. The whole place smelled of bleach and disinfectant. This was definitely not
