MATEO’S POV

"Mr. Thompson?"

I stood up quickly from the plastic chair in the waiting room. "How is she, Doctor?"

The doctor sighed heavily and removed his glasses. "She is alive but she is in very bad shape, sir, she has severe malnutrition and frostbite, also she is likely to have temporary memory loss, so you may have to repeat anything you say hours later again."

"Can I talk to her?" I asked, my voice tight.

"You can go into her room, but she cannot answer you," the doctor warned gently. "Her body went into extreme shock from the freezing cold and the trauma of living on the streets, her...