Leila
A scream tore from my throat before I could stop it. The room blurred as nurses and doctors rushed past me, their shoes clicking against the floor.
My shoulders brushed a random nurse's own. Another voice called out orders I couldn’t understand.
My knees weakened. I grabbed the edge of the chair beside me, fingers trembling so hard they slipped. I saw so many faces panicked, but none of them looked at me long enough to say anything that truly mattered.
The air felt too cold. Goosebumps lay in the wake on my forearms.
I stared at the doorway, my chest tightening painfully as tears slid down my face.
I looked at Jasmin and her eyes already met mine.
I looked at my phone camera.
My eyes shrunk in size from the tears that had been flowing for minutes .
“Miss Leila,” the nurs
