CELESTINE's P O V

The four of us didn't have any other option but to leave the hospital. We were making our way down the corridor in the direction of the exit, when I heard Arnold's phone ringing,

‘‘Yes, Jason…?’’ he answered the call right away, but then he grimaced, stood still, and slowly turned to look at me. ‘‘Alright, I'll be there in a minute!’’

Cynthia and Julian made a halt too, and waited for him to tell us what’s the problem.

‘‘I’m going to the office right now…’’ he announced, reaching out to brush away some tendrils of my hair from my face. ‘‘You should head home with...