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BEATRICE:

My phone beeped when I stepped out of the hospital. Finally, my nose was free from the smell of something which I quite did not understand at all.

I hugged myself when it started to get even colder.

The cold breeze was nothing compared to the cold I was feeling right now.

Christina…what could I do for that woman to ease her pain even for a little?

On times like this, I wished I had chosen medicine during college so that I would be the one taking care of my sick relatives. Having a patient was not that easy. Everything was almost stripped from you. Your physical aspect. Emotional. And everything.

As I inhaled deeply, I fished out my phone out of my pocket and read who was texting me.

Drake. My ex-husband. He was always the first honor when it comes to checking up on me. Did he think I was some kind of teenager?

[Beatrice. What's up? Where are you now? Do you want me to ask the driver to fetch you?]

Another text message was sent, but this time, it was coming from Josh.