Too late

Timothy had been waiting in the car for Mira in the past one hour. He had been itching to go inside and see what's happening but would stop himself Every Time.

It was a family matter and although he was married to his daughter, he never liked Mr Jones one bit.

The two had bad blood and didn't dare exist in the same space.

Ten minutes later and anxiousness started kicking in.

For some reasons, his heartbeat rate Increased and he was having this crawling feeling deep inside his body.

He picked up his phone and decided to make a call to check up on her.

Hearing her voice would assure him that she was at least fine.

Once. twice. thrice.

Nobody picked the phone even after making three successful calls.

The phone would ring without getting answered.

Timothy's anxiousness kicked in and his stomach churned when the Idea of something bad happening to Mira crossed his path.

Pushing the car door open, he rushed to the hospital.

He headed straight to the ICU.

Looking around, no ward was occupied.