95: I was lost

Demian

I ran to the hospital entrance to meet Jeremy. I felt desperate when I didn't see him anywhere. I needed to find him soon to know what had happened. I saw him standing at the end of the hallway, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. His head was down, and he looked devastated.

"Jeremy!" I raised my voice to get his attention.

Jeremy looked up and sighed. His gaze was always filled with hatred and conflict when he saw me, but not this time. Jeremy looked tired and lost. He didn't have the strength to fight with me. I felt a bit of pity seeing his defeated demeanor. At another time, I would have hugged him, but now I preferred to keep the hug to myself. We no longer had the same trust to do so.

Besides, it wasn't time for hugs. I urgently needed to know what had happened and why I wasn't called in time. It wasn't possible that I found out from one of Dana's neighbors instead of her husband. Dana and I had a pact that I would be informed of everything during her pregnancy. It wa