Oh hi you must be the young man that sent my patient the flowers, how thoughtful of you." What the f**k? This nurse person came up to me, and Sian, just as she found me on the wrong damn floor of the hospital.
“Which patient would that be?" Sian got the question out before I could tell the nut to go jump. I checked to make sure I was on the right floor and not the psych ward, then again that demented b***h needed to be there. Preferably strapped to a gurney with needles stuck in her ass feeding her the meds she so desperately needed.
“Why Ms. Taylor of course."
“Si…" She gut punched me before I could get her name past my lips. “Babe seriously, use your head, why the f**k would I buy her flowers?" I was pretty sure she'd already drawn her own conclusions as to my guilt from the fire comi
