Gabriella

    I run into the hospital breathing heavily like someone who just ran a marathon for nine hours straight.

My lungs feel ogged and I keep gasping for air as different unpleasant thoughts kept running through my head and I hope and praye what I heard wasn't true or that at least the worst was over now.

I run towards the nurse at the reception who raises her brows cautiously as soon as she saw me panting like I was on the verge of dying.

"How can I help you miss? Do you need some water?" She asks politely, eyeing her colleague who quickly rushes to get me a glass...