While my eyes are still bore onto him, I slowly grip away from Jeanette and wipe my face with the use of my bare hands up to my right arm. I am still sniffing and signs of sobs are frequently out from my lips, thinking about Ziyoon hearing my loud cries at this moment.
A clearing of throat was heard around the room and I know, my friends already knew who is inside with us right now. I sighed and bit my lip, finally looking up to meet his gaze.
"I was called here," he started while looking at my friends one by one. "Are you the patients' friends?"
I tried to look at Jeanette and the rest of the girls and it's obvious that they will kinda faint any minute from now. I wanted to laugh at them but I stop myself. Good thing I have them right now. They lessen my anxiousness because of their
