Alex
I walked back to the ward, my legs clicking over the tiled floor as my mind reeled over what I had just seen. My hands tugged in my pant pockets as I paced around.
No… that's not possible. That can't be Ella. But what was she doing at the hospital? Did she have anyone who was sick?
My mind was still wrapped around the situation when I pulled out my phone to call her but received a message from the secretary.
My breath hitched as I tucked the phone back into my pants pocket, striding back through the passageway.
I thought I saw Enzo walking over to the right end. My eyes drifted towards him, but the urgent need to be in the office stripped that desire away.
This time, the burn in my chest wasn't just anger; it was something colder, sharper. Seeing him beside Sonia twisted a knife I didn't know was still buried. I tore my gaze away and pushed through the hospital doors, breath ragged.
