I wake up with a text from Drew that shocks my entire being. The screen of my phone glows in the dim light of the early morning, and I squint at the message, barely able to comprehend what I’m reading. He said he’ll go out of the hospital. I don't know if it’s a good thing or not. But he said nothing more about it. He just said he’ll go out through text.
My heart races, panic seeping into my veins. I rush instantly to the hospital to confirm if it’s real. The drive there feels like a blur, my mind racing with questions and fears. The city around me is just beginning to wake up, the streets gradually filling with cars and people, the morning sun casting long shadows on the pavement. But all I can focus on is getting to Drew, needing to know if he's really being discharged or if something e
