MILES:
We trailed behind her. Once again, passing numerous wards of sick people and doctors with nurses rushing to attend to them. Minimizing my focus to make sure I concentrated on getting to our destination, we rode the elevator. We made it out. This floor held both the examination room and Grenada's office.
“Brandon, wait outside,” I instructed as we entered the examination room.
“Yes, sir.”
Grenada tried to lend me a hand to get inside, but I glared at her, storming into the examination room. “We better have a proper explanation as to why I keep fainting,” I mumbled, catching a glimpse of Grenada rolling her eyes.
I lay on the examination bed after changing into a hospital gown. The cold metal bed rails, soft pillows, crisp sheets, and smooth plastic emergency remote were all unco
