Chris’s POV—
The moment we reached the hospital, Arnold led me to the room where the girl was. He knocked on the door and waited for a reply but nothing came. We couldn’t just barge into someone’s cabin, patient or not, especially that of a girl and hence we had to knock again and wait. I was soon growing impatient and stood looking down at my brown shiny boots made of Italian leather, my hands in the pocket of my suit that I wore from London! I didn’t get a chance to go buy clothes after I came and even today I won’t get a chance to do so.
“Excuse me Sir?”
Both I and Arnold turned our heads towards our right and saw a nurse walking towards us with a polite smile. “Are you here to visit some patient?”
We nodded at the nurse’s question and pointing at the closed door, I replied, “Yes, M
