Camila and Xavier ran down the narrow corridor of the hospital, holding their hands together, as they pushed past the crowd of patients and nurses, waiting in queues or standing at a corner or sitting on their wheelchairs.
They didn’t care if they offended anyone or not. They just had a mission and that was to reach to their destination and the two were determined to reach the room they had learned about.
Finally taking two more turns and arguing over which way to go, Xavier and Camila, opened up the door to a ward and dashed right in, still not bothered enough to leave each other’s hand and passing through a number of beds, they ended up in front of the one that they had been finding and searching for.
Camila finally let go off a breath that she had been holding back for the past many
