94-Can't leave her alone

Brent texted Hermosa three times in a row, each one more frantic than the last.

He'd never done anything like this before, and Hermosa was perplexed for a while, so she responded with a tiny lie.

Hermosa: I'm just downstairs at the hospital for a walk, I'll be right back.

It was now 6.15, so she would have to spend another fifteen minutes on a quick shopping trip and then walk back in five minutes, which would be "quick", right?

Hermosa thought with a slight sense of guilty conscience as she picked out a few more temptingly colored oranges, bought a can of coconut milk and some sugar and glutinous rice flour.

She was about to go to the cashier when she turned around and was wrapped in a pair of strong arms.

"...... Brent?"

Hermosa was startled and almost dropped the shopping basket in her hand.

It wasn't until she smelled the familiar scent of the man and heard his familiar breathing that she responded, "What's wrong with you?"

Brent's face was pale and he looked to have come in a hur