I stared at the alarm clock on my bedside table that had failed to wake me up even though I was certain I'd set it. I got off the bed immediately and started getting ready to head back to the hospital. Vanessa should be back by now.
I grabbed my phone and dialed her. "Is Mom okay?" I asked the moment the beep stopped.
"She was still asleep when we left but she looked fine."
I picked up my toothbrush. "You're home?"
"Yes, but I'll be heading back soon."
"Okay," I said and ended the call.
I found my toothpaste and placed a small amount on my brush when a knock came at my door.
I rushed to check who it was with my toothbrush still in hand, pulled it open halfway.
And immediately wished I hadn't.
My brows furrowed. "What are you doing here?"
"Good morning to you too," Harrison greete
