Anna's PoV
"Rough night?"
My eyes flickered from the instant-coffee machine to the lady at the hospital's reception only for a second, and I wondered what gave it away– if it was the messy hair, raspy voice, tired eyes or the bags underneath it.
Drawing a small smile on my face nonetheless, I nod. "That's quite an understatement."
"You have family in here?" She asked.
"Friends," I correct her.
"Hope they get well soon," her gaze fell onto the now-full cup in my hand and I wondered if she noticed from the colour of my dark coffee how it contains no sugar. I have never been very fond of coffee anyway, but you gotta do what have to do to keep awake, even if it meant drinking something as bitter as what I hold in my hands now.
"I hope they get well soon too." I mutter, returning her smi
