Liliana's POV
Weeks had passed and the last time I saw Francis was when I sent him out of our mansion.
My days go by with the same routine. Wake up then work than sleep. It feels like my body is programmed to do it. I am alive but I can no longer feel that I am living.
While I am in the middle of signing the documents I received a call from Melissa. I stopped what I am doing for a moment to answer her call.
"What is it?" I asked without even greeting her well we are used to that kind of phone call.
"I am transferred," she blurted out which made my forehead crease.
"What do you mean transferred?" I asked confused about her news.
"I am transferred at Healthstone Medical Clinic Liliana," she uttered and I have no idea how I should respond.
"Liliana," I heard Melissa calling my name o
