Ella.
As soon as we arrived at the hospital, I hurriedly made my way to the sliding glass doors, Kane following closely behind me in complete silence.
The moment I enter, the overwhelming scent of disinfectant invades my senses, accompanied by the unsettling sound of sick individuals coughing and moaning nearby.
The reception desk catches my eye, and I notice a young woman with curly brown hair sitting behind it. When she spots me approaching, she breaks into a friendly smile. My mind is racing, and I don't have the luxury of exchanging pleasantries. I just need to get my words out.
"Jessica Allen, she came in by ambulance. What room is she in?"
The woman's eyes remain fixed on her computer screen as her fingers dance across the keyboard.
As she takes her time, my foot taps on the s
