BREATHE (89)

This hospital was a complete contrast to anyone I had ever seen. The depressing atmosphere seemed extinct and you could barely feel the urgency soaked in the walls. There was no loud barking from one medical practitioner to the other and there were no stretchers running about.

I quickened my pace as I followed Tyler and Leonardo. The latter had been stuck to the duo ever since the incident, I felt a pang in my chest at the fact that the bit was probably lonely, especially after the incident with his family and the fact that he would barely see them in Canada.

“How may I help you?” The receptionist was a petite blonde with dimples, She had tanned skin and her hair stopped just below her jaw, forming an exquisite bob.

“I’m here to see my brother, Trace Adams, I’m Tyler Adams—” He rushed out and you could hear the urgency in his tone.

“Oh my, You are Tyler Adams?” Her chirpy tone had lowered a bit, The edges of her lips curled downwards and her eye lid’s lowered. “Your family is waiting