KEIRA's POV
I was out of my car the minute I pulled up at the hospital's parking lot. I did not know what to expect from the doctors, and the thought of it put me in anxiety. What was the worst that could happen when someone got a heart attack?
I hated that I knew the answer to that question. I burst through the hospital doors and rushed straight to the front desk, breathing as if I would just run a marathon.
"I got a call from the hospital," I told the nurse, who held a telephone to her ear. "My father suffered a heart attack and is admitted here. I am his daughter."
"Name?"
"Kane Temple."
A few people seated at the reception caught my attention. Two girls consoled a woman who wept bitterly. Only the loss of someone would make a person cry that way. From the words that I overhe
