The overcast sky did not dampen Brandon's steps when he entered the ward on the hospital's third floor. The scent of antiseptic pierced his nose, but that was not what made his chest tighten - but rather the report he received from Andy today.
"She went berserk?" Brandon asked as soon as Andy appeared in front of the elevator.
Andy nodded quickly. "Since this morning. Vanessa finds it hard to accept that she can't walk yet. She asked to go out. Ask for a date."
Brandon sighed and stepped quickly into the room. He already knew Vanessa's spoiled attitude, but under these circumstances, it made him feel depressed that his mind was so forked.
Inside, Vanessa sat on the bed, still wearing hospital pajamas. The wheelchair was on her left side. Her hair was tied up carelessly, but a big smile
