“She was playing on a swing when she fell leg first and-and I think she may have broken it, but she passed out after.”
“What?” I stood so quickly that the chair fell back. “What the hell do you mean?! Where is she? What hospital?”
When he said it, I hung up and didn't waste a second before rushing out of the company to my car.
My lungs twisted the entire way as I drove to the hospital.
Questions ran through my mind. Was she alright? Her leg, was it okay? How much pain would she be in? Why was she unconscious?
My head pounded as I steered into the hospital's parking lot and hopped out.
“Oh goodness.” I was panting as I rushed in, straight to the receptionist. “My daughter was admitted here. Where is she?”
“What's her name, ma'am?”
“Imogen Red. Five years.”
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