Patience's POV
"These clothes are too expensive," I told Cyrus, my gaze steady.
He stared at me for a moment, his eyes deep and unreadable.
Then he spoke. "Fine, but don't mail them. I gave them to you in person, so you should return them to me in person."
"Okay, then I'll get back to you today and..." I was cut off before I could finish.
"When you return them, I will have someone notify you," he said, leaving no room for negotiation.
I was perplexed.
I had to wait for him to schedule a time just to return an item of clothing?
Afterward, I finished the discharge paperwork. The dress I wore when I arrived had a few stains and was uncomfortable for moving around, so I bought a simple, inexpensive t-shirt and pants at the hospital gift shop to change into.
Walking out the main doors,
