"Mom, here"s all the stuff I got from dad. I already took some of your stuff," she said as she went inside the private room.
"Thank you, sweetie. Where is Drake?" Her mother asked and that"s the only time that she realized that the man was not behind her.
Her eyebrows were knitted together as she wondered where the man could be.
"I thought he was behind me," she said.
She put down the bag that she carried on the top of the bed.
"Do you want me to look for him? Do you want to say anything, mom?" She couldn"t help but ask.
"I already spoke to the doctor, sweetie. They told me that your dad might still need to stay at the hospital for the whole month to monitor his recovery," her mother said to her without beating around the bush. She could sense the worry in her voice. It was worry abo
