93 TEN YEARS AGO

Aramide paced about the waiting room. Her hands played with the hem of her tee-shirt, she felt nausea build up in her as her stomach churned, her hands shook a bit as she discretely begged her mind to not overthink.

Even though it had been ten years already, the place still looked the same, Aramide wasn't sure if it was because they hadn't done many renovations or probably because she was so stuck with the memories of that day that she couldn't get the picture of the place out of her head, A few things were different though.

For example, the receptionist wasn't sat wearing their hospital uniform, one that Aramide had painfully gotten used to seeing a few years ago. The receptionist was different too, quite younger than the one that was there the last time, The girl who seemed to be strong cautiously at Aramide as she paced around with the dedication of a child on their first day in high school— seemed no more or less over twenty-five yea