Cara’s POV
I had just rounded the corner to the nurse station when I heard the commotion and I frowned. Just as I stepped there, I realized the nurse was coming from the teenager's playroom just around the corner where children that stayed here at the hospital gathered to talk, play games or make friends.
What could be possibly wrong in there? I asked myself just as two nurses walked out of the room, whispering something to each other with their hands to their mouths, snickering.
The frown on my face deepened and I walked there. As I neared the room, I heard a teenage girl asking a question. “So you don't have a girlfriend?”
The moment the answer came, I froze because I recognized the voice and I knew who that was immediately. “No, I don’t. But I have a special girl in my life.” He s
