~Jasmine~
"Do you really have to go?" I whined into the phone, talking to Greg, who was heading back home to the previous pack he lived in to "take care of some personal things."
"I promise, Jasmine," he sighed, for what felt like the hundredth time. I could practically see him rolling his eyes on the other end of the line, it was a habit of his whenever he was trying to convince me. "Once I've settled everything, I'm coming right back. But I have to."
"Okay..." I conceded. "Safe journey, Greg. Don't hesitate to let me know as soon as you're settled, okay? Keep me updated on everything—every single detail."
Greg and the other patient were recovering rapidly, and currently, they are physically fit, well enough to carry on with their daily activities.
Although they were stil
