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Reece
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I enter the hospital, my heart racing with anxiety as I make my way toward the ward where Veil is being treated. The receptionist at the front desk looks up as I approached.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where Veil’s room is?"
"Are you family?"
"No, but I need to see her right away."
"I’m sorry, sir. I can’t disclose that information without proof of your relation to the patient," she says, eyeing me warily, and I grit my teeth in frustration. I’m meeting with a client in four hours, and it’s a forty-five-minute flight to Alverton. I don’t have time for this nonsense.
"Listen, my name is Reece Wilde," I say, taking out my wallet and placing it in front of her. "I’m boyfriend, and I need to see her right now. I won’t take no for an answer," I say firmly,
