FINN
I am outside the Emergency Room, waiting for Zander. I told him to let him know since he just arrived from Ratchaburi, but he insisted on coming.
He’s always been close with Mom after all. When she started coming and going to the hospital three months ago and we needed to hire a private nurse, he suggested we allot a portion of the band’s earnings for her medical expenses.
I spot him first. But before I can wave to get his attention, Alex runs to me. He places a hand on my shoulder, squeezing.
“A-Alex?” I stammer. Why is he here?
Zander sees us and smiles reluctantly.
“How is she?” Alex asks, breathing harshly.
“They’re about to transfer her to a room. But she seems okay now. You didn’t have to come, Al. You must be busy filming.”
The twins look at each other.
“He doesn’t hav
