Vanessa's heart pounded as she hurried through the bustling lobby of the hospital, her heels echoing on the tiled floor. She dodged around people, her eyes fixed on the receptionist desk.

Reaching it, she leaned slightly against the counter, trying to catch her breath. The receptionist looked up, giving her a polite questioning smile.

"I'm here to see Veronica Rodriguez." She said, her voice tinged with a sense of urgency.

The receptionist finger flew over the keyboard.

"Are you family?" She asked glancing up.

"Yes. I'm her daughter." Vanessa replied.

"Take the elevator to the first floor and turn to your left. Room 102 will be on your right."

"Thank...