“Marissa, I’m surprised to see you here.” Kiara exclaimed with a big gasp. She glanced at the frail girl on the bed and back to Marissa.
“I can explain.” Marissa started, holding her hands out and gesturing for Kiara to calm down.
“I'm sure you can.” Kiara moved closer to her, staring at her intently.
Marissa took a harsh gulp before she began to speak, “Clara is my niece. I was informed by the NGO that she wasn’t feeling too good, so I decided to pay her a visit. When I got there, she wasn’t there, so I began to panic.”
“Oh… they didn’t tell you she was at the hospital?” Kiara straightened her posture, looking into Marissa's sad eyes.
“I asked again and that’s when they told me, so I came down as soon as possible. They told me that she had to undergo some sort of surgery.” Maris
